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A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 3077
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Her gaze remained fixed on the document cover. Melissa understood that such business dealings were typical for Marcus. As a businessman, he would pursue his objectives relentlessly, especially for a project

worth

of billions. However, a thought lingered in her mind.

Her voice trembled as she spoke. “Mr. Waston has done me a huge favor when | had nothing. He needs me now, but you're asking me to betray him and the Watson Group. Isn't that selfish, Marcus?” Marcus silently observed Melissa, his gaze unwavering.

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Then he countered coolly, “So, tell me, what's your idea of appropriateness? Comforting Albert about his father's death, spending endless days and nights with him, or being at his beck and call every time he's in trouble, all for some supposed gratitude?” Melissa stared at Marcus in disbelief at his words.

“What exactly are you implying?” she asked softly.

Marcus leaned in, gripping Melissa's wrist, and whispered into her ear, “You're well aware that Albert has feelings for you. You know he... He once had feelings for my mother. As my girlfriend, do you think it's appropriate for you to maintain contact with him?” Melissa felt a pang of hurt at Marcus’ words.

She lifted her gaze to meet Marcus’ handsome face. Yes, he was undeniably attractive and influential, but he was also despicable! How could he utter such cruelty? Three years had passed, yet he remained unchanged. Simply because she worked for Albert, he branded her as dependent on men.

Eagles Deep down, he harbored doubts about her ability to succeed independently.

Marcus probably believed that her accomplishments were solely due to Albert's assistance, leading him to forbid any contact between them, even during challenging times.

“It's just work, Marcus... If my assisting Albert makes you uncomfortable, I'l resign from Watson Group after securing what's due.

But can't abandon my commitment now,” Melissa expressed with difficulty.

Marcus released Melissa upon hearing her words.

He casually flipped through the contract, his slender fingers tracing its pages as he remarked, “Are you certain? | thought you valued power and social status. The Watson Group's affairs won't be resolved swiftly, Melissa” Marcus’ words left Melissa astounded.

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Before arriving, Melissa had anticipated Marcus’ anger and objections to her decision. During her journey, she even contemplated making compromises. However, she was taken aback by Marcus’ ruthlessness. It finally dawned on her that Marcus was really pissed by Albert's words at the club that night. Perhaps she had been too swayed by his smooth talk to notice it sooner, or maybe Marcus never truly believed in her. Instead, he assumed an ambiguous relationship existed between her and Albert.

With her eyes cast downward, Melissa deliberated deeply on her true desires.

She also weighed the potential consequences of breaking up with Marcus and how it might impact Matthew. Lost in these thoughts, she was unaware that Marcus was steadfastly watching her, his gaze unwavering.

Marcus presumed sensible individuals would make the right choice.

Finally, Melissa lifted her head and stared into his eyes.

Desperation tinged her gaze as she spoke hoarsely. “I've dedicated six months to this project, investing a significant amount of time and effort.

Yet, you simply snatch it away. Have you ever considered my feelings, Marcus? You may have strong feelings for me, but I've made it clear that if we're together, you must respect me and treat me as an equal. You're bothered by Albert's presence. But do you think 'm unaffected by the presence of Jessie and Violette?” Marcus pursed his lips, saying, “At the very least, consider it” Melissa shook her head firmly. “That's unnecessary! Mr. Fowler, you're still the same. In your eyes, I'm nothing more than an accessory. You don't care about my feelings or my aspirations. ALL you want is to be in control. You envision me as staying at home, playing the role of the dutiful wife, and Q bearing your children, all so you can portray yourself as the perfect father and husband to the outside world.