A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

However, he set out earlier, around two.

Waylen understood his reasons all too well.

After embracing Edwin, Mark departed into the heavy snow.

As he stepped into the waiting car, Peter couldn’t resist asking, “It’s not yet time.

Why the early departure?”

Mark, slipping off his leather gloves, fixed his gaze forward with his mesmerizing, narrowed eyes.

“To the studio.

And make a pit stop halfway.

I want to buy cups of milk tea.

”

Peter pulled away with an understanding smile.

He was well aware that Mr.

Evans intended to visit Cecilia.

he added, “She’ll surely

heart carried a

ensued before he softly murmured,

”

offering comfort, but in the end, he simply sighed softly, realizing the depth of Mark’s

was adorned with a

frigid air piercing

studio, the heating was

engaged in shooting a shampoo advertisement,

the advertisement concluded, her assistant promptly

the biting cold, she remained resolutely

doorway, Mark

even though her work

to disturb her although he felt sad to see

eyes caught

too, turned their attention to this

and, speaking in hushed tones,

at

of milk tea, addressing the assembly with a warm smile and

has come to

cold weather, please enjoy some hot milk