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 room to change,

door to the private dressing room

figure entered and shut the

the silence of the room, only his

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 that again.” “See what?” She pretended not

shadow crossed Marcus's

seem to you like you were a

in a

she retorted sharply, “And what exactly are we to

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

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

pushed her against the wall

ached

she felt no regret

ki*sed her cheek, his voice

killing you now!” She

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

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

gol” Marcus released her but didn't leave. Instead, he took a

the desire to shower. She grabbed her clothes and

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

a moment, Melissa opened the

the chilly breeze help soothe her frustration and disappointment. This helped her shake off

back home without

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

was taken aback for a second,

for Thomas. When she saw Melissa, she cheerfully said, “Mr. Smith mentioned he was an old friend of your mom. He stopped by to visit you and

took off her coat and slipped

her gaze on Thomas and said

adored the

genetics, both

and intelligent, yet there was a frailty to him

quite fond

also held a deep respect for Melissa. Understanding her challenging past, he admired her courage and determination. Not many had the guts

respectful tone, Thomas 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

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

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

seemed so kind

wondered if there was a

the only one who enjoyed the

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

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

but gaze at the boy

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

adored the

and made his way to the door. To his surprise, Melissa also stood up, saying, “I'l see you off” Thomas could only blink at her for a few seconds, but he quickly recovered

later, they walked out of the apartment building. Melissa pulled her coat

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 he turned to

that things are strained between you and Marcus. But he is bound to

my brother, and the entire Smith family, 100, 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, thank

to cross her arms over her chest. “I thank you for taking care of me three years ago, Mr. Smith. I know

those days of hardship behind me. What makes you think I would willingly return to such miserable

only interested in living my own life. I am done being manipulated by other

him a nod,

watched her disappear into

tenacity. She was so small and delicate, yet

turned to greet

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

it between his lips, lt

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

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

was ruined, and she brought everything

Upstairs.

as soon as she

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

a grudge, exactly. But I would much prefer that he doesn't meddle in my business or show his face in

couldn't help but remark, “It's just that, he seemed Like a good man. He was well-dressed, too, and spoke 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 with

“You wouldn't want to strain your eyes, would you?” Melissa took a bite of the cookie. “With the amount that they're

a plan in mind, one that would not only reverse Watson

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

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

smile at that. It

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

propped her chin on her hand and browsed through

to

Melissa typed out her reply. “He is doing all right. He was

was a new message. “I can help you finance the Watson Group.”

screen and pondered the meaning of those words. He thought long and hard about it, but

seat across from Marcus. “Itis said that single men are prone

didn't bother 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, only to raise 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 scoffed and rolled her eyes. He knew what