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.

today. Frustrated, she headed back to the dressing

moment, the door to the private

and shut

silence of the room, only his footsteps

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 caressed her cheek and murmured, “I don't ever want

shadow crossed

it seem to you like you were a bit too cozy with that guy, Miss Brown? Have you forgotten you're Matthew's mom?” The fabric of his outfit

were in a

retorted sharply, “And what exactly are we to each other,

That means you're free to get close to any woman you like, be it Miss Finch or that actress. I have no

time with is none of

again pushed her against the wall

ached from

no regret

voice

you now!” She allowed

when you stole my client and backed me into a corner? You should've known better than anyone that this was coming our way." She paused, and then went on with a raspy voice, “You always do whatever you want, without sparing a

me, 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

leave. Instead, he took a seat on the sofa

shower. She grabbed

person. I really had no right to interfere. I'm sorry, and I won't intrude into your

a moment, Melissa opened the door

the window, letting the chilly breeze help soothe her frustration and disappointment.

made it back home without any

soon as she walked in, she noticed a pair of men's leather shoes

aback for a second, and then looked

Melissa, she cheerfully said, “Mr. Smith mentioned he was an old friend of your mom. He stopped by to visit you and Matthew, and even brought a bunch of presents” Julie was clueless about the real situation. She just thought

cool, Melissa took off her coat and slipped into

so she fixed her gaze on Thomas and said calmly, “Yes, he was a friend

really adored the

both

gentle and intelligent, yet there was a frailty to him that

quite fond of

he admired her courage and determination. Not many had the guts to walk away from a man like Marcus

Melissa and said, “Are things at the company giving you a hard time? 've heard there were some issues with the funding. I know a few people who might be able to assist.” Melissa preferred to keep her distance from anything related

table alongside Julie, she responded in a low voice, “I'l handle it on my own” Julie, arranging the plates, offered a

at the boy, advising, “Don't refer to him that way." Bears Thomas, with a smile, replied, “Its alright. Matthew has taken a

seemed

there was a hidden

only one who

pleased about his presence, either. And she made her sentiments clear as she ate in

so he decided to take his leave once the meal was done. Before he left, however, he approached the

help but gaze at the boy for one long

from his father's side, but his temper was so obviously like his mother’s. He had the

adored the boy very

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

out of the apartment building. Melissa pulled her coat tighter

his car and was already about to open the door to the backseat. Thomas dismissed him with a small wave of his hand and silently instructed the man to wait inside the car. Then

won't beat around the bush, Melissa. The situation at home has improved significantly 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

but... But you are still a Smith. And so is Matthew. I hope you can think matters over carefully, for the sake of your son's future.” “No,

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

willingly return to such miserable times again?” “Well, don't you want to

life. I

again, Mr. Smith.” Melissa gave him a nod,

watched her disappear

there was no mistaking her tenacity. She was so small and delicate, yet so

open, and he turned to greet the man who stepped

still isn't willing to forgive me! Does she really not care about me at all?”

it between his lips, lt it, and then took a

throughout her difficult childhood. How can you now expect her to give a rat's ass about you? More

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

she brought

Upstairs.

to Melissa as soon as she

Smith?” she asked as she turned her head to

house slippers. “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

loves Matthew very much.” “None of that matters,” Melissa said lightly. “I don't think he will be back again” She

in concern. “You wouldn't want to strain your eyes, would you?” Melissa took a bite of the cookie. “With the amount that they're paying me, it is my responsibility to carry Mr. Watson's

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 growth in the subsequent

tight her self-imposed schedule was, it only made sense for her to put in

as diligent as you. I won't have to worry about his future so much.” “Oh, I think Shawn's doing fairly well,” Melissa replied

at that. It was always nice to know that loved ones were living a good life. “Then,

too late though.” Melissa nodded and waited until the older

lamp, she propped her chin on her hand and browsed

arms and was just about to

is doing all right. He was in good spirits the whole day” A minute

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

offend him, so after careful consideration, she only sent him two words. “Thank you” In another part of the city, Marcus stared at his phone screen and pondered the meaning of

as he plopped down on the seat across from

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

care less about his father’s issue, and dismissed it by saying,