A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Alexis sifted through the stack of photos. The shots were intimate, starring Leonel and Anika. Snaps of them vacationing in different cities, playing golf, and even locking lips in the apartment foyer.

Alexis’ fingertips quivered slightly.

She gazed at the passionate embrace captured in the photo. Their expressions were so intense, it seemed they'd merge into one any second.

Her lips twitched. Eventually, she looked away, managing a smile.

“These are no fakes. They're straight from the security footage. Anika probably mailed them to you, dad.” she said.

With a stone-cold expression, Waylen dialed Leonel’s digits. “Get back here, now.” Waylen couldn't wrap his head around Leonel keeping a mistress. He really thought Leonel knew better than that.

look. She settled in, ordering more soup from the servant and sipping it slowly. Waylen and Rena found her eerie calm

she finished, Alexis announced casually, “I have to step out for a bit” In an unsettling serenity, Alexis was the

myself. I don't want to cause you any more grief.” Rena gave a reluctant nod and turned her attention

her own car, a black Land Rover rolled in. With their windows down, the drivers had a clear view of

call cut through the

other, Alexis fixed her gaze ahead, her grip on the wheel betraying her

follow her, to bridge

entry into the lavish mansion, flanked by her guards, Alexis found Anika lounging with a face mask. Anika, removing the mask and rising, declared, “Ms. Fowler,

firm's umbrella. Surprised? He omitted that