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A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Chapter 1152
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" Indeed, despite her age, that girl was practically still a child.

How long could her infatuation with him endure? © He closed his eyes and murmured softly, "Taketo the Fowler's residence.

Late into the night, as Korbyn settled into bed, a servant ascended the stairs and knocked 'on the door, informing him of Mark's presence outside with his car.

Having heard it repeated, Korbyn straightened up.

Juliette moved to put on a coat but her husband halted her.

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Korbyn clenched his teeth and asserted, "Mark must have faced sdifficulties himself, prompting him to trouble us in the middle of the night.

" Nevertheless, Korbyn knew he had to handle the situation diplomatically.

Waylen and Rena's marriage hadn't been settled yet, so Korbyn had to flatter Mark.

With a change of attire, Korbyn put on a gracious facade as he descended the stairs.

He greeted affectionately, "Hello, Mr.

Evans.

Why didn't you informearlier of your visit to Duefron? I would have prepared a sumptuous feast to welcyou.

" Mark stood in the grand hall, emanating elegance.

He smiled.

"It's never too late to share a meal withnow.

Korbyn's countenance froze.

Now? He pondered if Mark was merely jesting With the hour approaching ten o'clock, preparing dinner seemed implausible.

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While conversing, a woman descended the stairs at a deliberate pace.

She donned a long white lace dress, her striking black tresses cascading down, and her eyes appeared reddened.

It was Cecilia.

Guided by the voice, she had made her way downstairs, utterly surprised to see Mark.

Why was he here?

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Mark met her gaze with a seemingly ordinary smile, observing herasm though she were just a junior werej acquaintance. Beneath the illuminating light, her face turned pale.

Yet, Korbyn remained oblivious to this, instructing the butler to arrange for the meal and advising his E daughter, "Greet Mr. " Evans here.

Though Cecilia's lips quivered, no words escaped her.