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.

she headed back to the dressing room to change, ready

door to the private dressing room swung

shut the door behind

the room, only his

had just removed 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 caressed her cheek and murmured, “I don't ever want to see

shadow crossed

her waist tightly, pulling her close to make her aware of him, though his tone remained icy. “Didn't it seem to you like you were a bit too cozy with that guy, Miss Brown? Have you forgotten you're

were in a

what exactly are we to each

not up to speed, let me spell it out for you. We're over. That means you're free to get close

who I choose to spend my time with is none of your business.

Marcus once again pushed her against the wall

ached from the

no regret

voice light

you now!”

remember 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 thought for anyone else's

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

didn't leave. Instead, he

She grabbed her

You are your own person. I really had no right to interfere. I'm sorry, and I

pausing for a moment, Melissa opened

the window, letting the chilly breeze help soothe her

made it back home

in, she noticed a pair of men's

was taken aback for a second, and then

“Mr. Smith mentioned he was an old friend of your mom. He stopped by

keep her cool, Melissa took off her

her gaze on Thomas and said calmly, “Yes, he was a

adored

to their father's genetics, both kids had mental

there was a frailty to him

was quite fond of

for Melissa. Understanding her challenging past, he admired her courage and determination. Not many had the guts to walk away from a

looked at 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 to the Smith

a low voice, “I'l handle it on my own” Julie, arranging the plates, offered a warm smile and said, “Mr. Smith, that's

together.” Then, Julie was quick to bring Matthew's food, ready to feed him, when he clung to Thomas, declaring, “I want Grandpa 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

seemed

was a hidden conflict between

one who enjoyed

Thomas out, but she wasn't particularly pleased about his presence,

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

but gaze at the boy for

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

to say, he adored the boy

his surprise, Melissa also stood up, saying, “I'l see you off” Thomas could only blink at her for

walked out of the apartment building. Melissa pulled

to the backseat. Thomas dismissed him with a small wave of his hand and silently instructed the man to wait inside the car. Then he turned to Melissa and

lack a suitable heir. I am aware that things are strained between you and Marcus. But

But you are still a Smith. And so is Matthew. I hope you can think matters over carefully, for the sake of

three years ago, Mr. Smith. I know you weren't obligated to

you think I would willingly return to such miserable times again?” “Well, don't you want to get back at the Fowlers?” Thomas

my own life. I am done being manipulated by other people for their

Melissa gave him a nod, and then turned away with her chin

disappear

her tenacity. She was so small and delicate, yet

heard a car door open, and he turned to greet the man who stepped out of the

heaved a long sigh. “She still isn't willing to forgive me! Does she really not care about me at all?” Thomas took

time putting it between his lips, lt

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 to look back.” Weldon narrowed his eyes and harrumphed. ‘m not giving up!” With the way things

but everything went up in flames after

she brought

Upstairs.

Melissa as soon as she stepped through the

asked as she turned her head to make sure Matthew wasn't around to hear

herself with changing into 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

eloquently. It also seemed like he loves Matthew very much.” “None of that matters,” Melissa said lightly. “I don't think he will be back again” She was swamped

that needed her attention. Shortly before midnight, Julie brought her something to eat. “Why don't you call it a night?” she said to Melissa in concern. “You wouldn't want to strain your eyes, would you?” Melissa took a bite of the

a plan in mind, one that would not only reverse Watson Group's current financial situation in half a year, but

self-imposed schedule was, it only made

milestones. “If only my son was as diligent as you. I won't have to worry about his

her a whole set of jewelry.” Julie couldn't help but smile at that. It was always nice to know that loved ones were living a good life. “Then,

Melissa nodded and waited

propped her chin on her hand and browsed through the pile of paper. Before she

arms and was just about to head to bed when she

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

took a shower. When she came out, there was a new message. “I can help you finance the Watson Group.”

another part of the city, Marcus stared at his phone screen and pondered the meaning of those words. He thought long and

as he plopped down on the seat across from Marcus. “Itis said that single men are prone to have

your mother likes to indulge me from time to time. You would do well to learn a thing or two from us!” Marcus

you may know, golf is actually a lovely chapter of the love story of your mom 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