A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

He glanced at the female star beside him, Mina Wright. If Sylvia hadn't jogged his memory, he would have forgotten her name.

The vice president seemed quite fond of Mina and was keen on making her the face of the company. Since the vice president was senior to Marcus and he even brought Mina to meet them in person, Marcus found it hard to decline his suggestion.

Yet, the woman overstepped by meddling in Marcus's personal life.

Taking his time, Marcus approached the golf ball and expertly sent it rolling into the hole.

The people around him were quick to shower him with compliments.

Holding the golf club, Marcus responded to Mina's inquiry, “She's my son's mother. Oh, Miss Wright, are you perhaps expecting and Looking for tips on how to be a good mother?” Mina's cheeks turned red.

She was quick to pick up on the irritation in his tone. His feigned ignorance was away to embarrass her. Used to praise, this was new territory for her. Despite the interest from her many wealthy suitors, none matched Marcus’ allure.

His elusive nature only seemed to increase his appeal.

Annoyed yet resilient, Mina chose to play dumb. She ran her fingers through her hair flirtatiously and replied, “Mr. Fowler, stop teasing me.

I'm still single” It was clear to everyone she was attempting to charm him.

Marcus, however, simply acknowledged her words with a nod and went back to his game, treating the golf ball as if it were the center of his universe. Mina's efforts to draw his attention were in vain.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Mina decided to back off.

‘s Meanwhile, the coach took Melissa to a different court.

Melissa had never played golf before, so she was starting from the very beginning.

The coach was incredibly patient. He stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her, and gently guided her hands, covered in gloves, explaining the essential techniques and skills.

She took her lessons very seriously.

However, to onlookers, their stance seemed overly close.

Marcus, at least, saw it that way.

He approached them, holding a golf club, his tall and striking presence undeniable. The coach recognized him immediately and paused his instructions to say hello.

With alight smile, Marcus said, “Please, go on." The coach then resumed the teaching.

Leaning on his club, Marcus mentioned in a relaxed tone, “My dad called to ask about Matthew. I mentioned Matthew's reading and spelling abilities. He then said he'd like to teach Matthew himself.

He wanted me to ask what you think”

The coach released Melissa.

Surprised, he turned from Marcus to Melissa. “Miss Brown, you and Mr.

Fowler...” Marcus cut in, “We have a kid together.” Mina then joined them as well.

Dressed in a black silk dress and a white jacket, she looked stunning.

She couldn't fathom losing to Melissa.

Despite Melissa's beauty, she didn't outshine Mina. Standing at only about 53", she was too slim and wore minimal makeup.

Yet, it was clear Marcus was jealous.

Without a word, Melissa turned to the coach. “Let's go on.” How could the coach keep going? With a slight smile, he suggested, “Mr. Fowler is skilled at golf.

Maybe he could give you some tips?”

Melissa didn't make it hard for the coach, but she wasn't about to let Marcus win... She then headed to the lounge and ordered a drink.

Marcus watched her from afar but didn't approach.

Meanwhile, Mina took a seat beside her and inquired, “Do you mind if I join you?” Melissa offered a small smile.

She wasn't interested in befriending Mina, so her response was lukewarm. Mina glanced towards where Marcus was and said in a low voice, “I guess every woman dreams of marrying someone like Mr.

Fowler. Why don't you like him?” Melissa wasn't taken aback by Mina's question.

Marcus had it all. He was born into wealth, was the executive director of the country’s largest conglomerate, and was strikingly handsome.

Despite his usual arrogance and coldness, women flocked to him.

But Melissa knew all too well what he was like in private and therefore wasn't as captivated.

Sipping her drink through the straw, she hinted, “He's single now.” When Mina was on the verge of replying, someone draped a towel over Melissa's head, its scent unmistakably masculine, filled with the aroma of men's cologne.

Melissa removed the towel only to see Marcus standing nearby.

The man scoffed. “When did you start talking so much?”

Melissa shot back, “Probably around the time I started working as your secretary, making your meals and catering to you daily.” Everyone around them held their breath.

In the business world of Duefron, Melissa was likely the only one bold enough to challenge Marcus in such a manner.

Yet, Marcus didn't retaliate. He shifted his focus to Mina, remarking, “I've heard from Mr. Waston that you're quite the golfer” Mina believed she had finally grabbed his attention.

She shed her jacket, eager to demonstrate her prowess.

But then Marcus gestured towards Melissa and declared, “Your new task is to teach her. If she picks up golf, we'l seal the endorsement deal and sign the contract tomorrow. If not, consider the deal over.” Mina was dumbfounded.

Melissa, regaining her composure, stood and demanded, “Marcus, what are you trying here?” ‘s Marcus, drying his neck with the towel, gave her a Look. “What, still clinging to that guy? You're not exactly young anymore. It’s time you act a bit more mature.” Melissa was so furious that she ended up kicking him.

just couldn't get it today. Frustrated, she headed back to the dressing room to

to

shut the door behind

the room,

her clothes and was about to shower when suddenly, she found herself pinned against the wall... She declared sharply, “You know, I could sue you for harassment” Marcus paid no attention to her protest. He softly

shadow crossed

like you were a bit too cozy with that guy, Miss

were in a compromising

sharply, “And what exactly are we to

free to get close to any woman you

spend my time with is none of

Marcus once again pushed

back ached from

felt no regret

her cheek, his voice light

like killing you now!” She allowed the ki*s without

wall and whispered, “Marcus, remember when you stole my client and backed me into a corner? You should've known better

because without me, there are plenty of women ready to fall into your arms! And you can use them to get under my skin. But Marcus, that doesn't affect me anymore.” Melissa calmly indicated their dispute

but didn't leave. Instead, he took a seat on the sofa

She grabbed her clothes and began

he murmured, “You're right! You are your own person. I really had no right to interfere. I'm sorry, and I won't intrude into your life

moment, Melissa opened

down the window, letting the chilly breeze help soothe her

made it back home without any

noticed a pair of men's leather

was taken aback for a second, and then looked up to

said, “Mr. Smith mentioned he was an old friend of your mom. He stopped by to visit you

took off her

drag Julie into this mess, so she fixed her gaze on Thomas and said calmly, “Yes, he was a friend of my mother” At that moment, Thomas was holding

really adored

but due to their father's genetics, both kids had mental disabilities and couldn't

there was a frailty to him that was

quite fond

admired her courage and determination. Not many had the guts to walk

with the funding. I know a few people who might be able to assist.” Melissa preferred to keep

the plates, offered a warm smile and

Thomas to hold me.” Melissa cast a glance at the boy, advising, “Don't refer to him that way." Bears Thomas, with a smile, replied, “Its alright. Matthew has taken a liking to me, and he's quite adorable. If-—" Melissa cut him off smoothly, “Let's start our dinner!” Julie,

Thomas, who seemed so kind

wondered if there was a

the only one who enjoyed the

out, but she wasn't particularly pleased about his presence, either. And she made her

could clearly sense how she felt about him being there, so he decided to take his leave once the meal was done. Before he left, however, he approached the boy and gave him a peck on the cheek. To Thomas’ delight, Matthew did not reject the gesture, and even smiled up at

at the

side, but his temper was so obviously like his mother’s.

adored the boy very

his way to the door. To his surprise, Melissa also stood up, saying, “I'l see you off” Thomas could only blink at

later, they walked out of the apartment building. Melissa

dismissed him with a small wave of

with usin the last few years, but we still lack a suitable heir. I am aware that things are strained between you and Marcus. But he is bound to marry

family, 100, but... But you are still a Smith. And so is Matthew. I

prompting her to cross her arms over her chest. “I thank you for taking care of me three years ago, Mr. Smith. I know you weren't obligated to take responsibility of me. But my answer then will never change. My

have left those days of hardship behind me. What makes you think I would willingly return to such miserable times again?” “Well, don't you want to get back at the Fowlers?”

living my own life. I am

Melissa gave him a nod, and then turned away with

her disappear

She was so small and

turned to

heaved a long sigh. “She still isn't willing to forgive me! Does she really not care about me

putting it between his lips,

smoke. “It's because you were never there for her. By all rights, you are only simply a sperm donor. You were absent throughout her difficult childhood. How can you now expect her to give a rat's ass about you? More importantly, she is living a good life now. She has no reason

be the family’s hope, but everything went up in flames after she fell

and she brought

Upstairs.

up to Melissa as soon as she stepped through

Smith?” she asked as she turned her head to make sure Matthew wasn't around to

“I wouldn't call it a grudge, exactly. But I would much prefer that he doesn't meddle in my business or show his face in front of me

very much.” “None of that matters,” Melissa said lightly. “I don't think he will be back again” She was swamped with work, but she made a point of making time for Matthew. They played around until nine in the evening, after which, she sent

in concern. “You wouldn't want to strain your

will get easier once this project is done.” She already had a plan in mind, one that would not only reverse Watson Group's current financial situation in half a year, but also ensure profit

schedule was, it only made

Melissa, she was also happy for the latter's milestones. “If only my son was as diligent as you. I won't

recently bought her a whole set of jewelry.” Julie couldn't help but smile at that. It was always nice to know that

late though.” Melissa nodded and

the sole light coming from her desk lamp, she propped her chin on her hand and browsed through the pile of paper.

just about to head to

“He is doing all right. He was in good

her phone aside and took a shower. When she came out, there was a new message. “I can help you finance the Watson Group.” Why would she ask for his help? If it hadn't been for Marcus, the Watson Group wouldn't be in

two words. “Thank you” In another part of the city, Marcus stared at his phone screen and pondered the meaning of those words. He thought long and hard about it, but couldn't quite figure out what she meant. Was it

from Marcus. “Itis said that single men are prone to have problems sleeping.

to look up from his phone. “You have a wife, Dad, why are you up so late?” Waylen chortled. “Well, 'm way too happy to fall asleep! And your mother likes to indulge me from time to time. You would do well to learn a thing or two from us!” Marcus finally looked up,

and me. However... The Fowler family shall not have a starlet with a vulgar mouth as a daughter-in-law.” Marcus couldn't care less about his father’s issue, and dismissed it by saying, “The vice-president was the one who invited her. They are eyeing her to be the next brand ambassador, but if you dislike her that much, I'l tell them not pursue a contract with her.” Waylen