Second Chance : My Billionaire Dad

Lily Martin never thought she'd run into David Jones like this.

Their divorce had left them both in pieces.

But six years had gone by, and now she was pretending to date Joshua Thomas, the lead actor on her new TV show, to boost her popularity. They even appeared on the reality dating show "Love Unlocked," which was set up by their agency.

"Lily, can you tell us about your ideal type?" the host asked.

Joshua gave her a dazzling smile as soon as the question was asked.

Lily thought, This is what our industry is all about; we use all our acting skills here.

Just as the atmosphere was heating up and she was about to fake a smile, she looked up and saw David, who had just taken his seat.

He was dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit that highlighted his tall, commanding presence. Just sitting there, he radiated a cold elegance, his demeanor as distant as ice.

Lily was momentarily thrown off, but years of experience helped her quickly regain her composure.

When did he come back to the country?

It seemed strange for a Best Actor to be a guest on a dating show...

"Clean features, clear eyes, a straight nose, and well-defined lips—someone who looks gentle and handsome."

Lily's heart raced, her throat tightened. Her mind went blank, and instinctively, she clenched her fingers, the dampness and slight pain in her palms barely keeping her grounded.

"Are you describing someone specific?" David asked, adjusting his glasses and looking at Lily.

Through the lenses, Lily saw her own panicked reflection. She tried to look away, but her gaze was magnetically drawn to David.

His shirt collar was crisp, his Adam's apple subtly moving, and the studio lights cast a small shadow on his eyelashes...

The 29-year-old man overlapped with the 17-year-old boy in sportswear; the once clear and bright foster child was forced into a secret relationship with a wealthy family's overweight daughter.

"Haha, everyone has an image of their ideal person in their heart," Joshua said ambiguously, adding fuel for tonight's trending topics.

The host moved on to the next guest, and David continued to interact as usual.

So, he didn't recognize me.

Lily's heart finally settled, and she felt much more at ease.

Now she was the actress Lily Martin, no longer the Emily Johnson of the past.

Nearly six feet tall and only 108 pounds, she had fully recovered from her past illness and regained a healthy complexion.

During the recording break, many people rushed to get David's autograph.

Joshua pulled her along, eager to join the crowd.

As they got closer, Lily couldn't help but be drawn to David. The familiar yet unfamiliar face brought her thoughts back to the ICU.

The monitor's waveform was weak but persistent.

The real-time vital signs data constantly reminded her that her son's blood oxygen levels were always on the edge.

Her fingers unconsciously tightened again until the makeup artist called her, and she quickly let go.

"Ms. Martin, we need to touch up your lipstick. It will fade on camera," the makeup artist gently reminded her, picking up a berry-colored lip gloss to touch up Lily's makeup.

Out of the corner of her eye, she observed David.

David wore rimless glasses, still looking as indifferent and elegant as ever. His face was expressionless, his deep-set eyes fixed on the other actors as they interacted. When he heard their compliments, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

Suddenly, he turned to Lily and said, "Your performance in your last movie was pretty good. Looks like we'll be working together on the next one."

David looked up, and there was Lily in her soft pink silk slip dress. The color was perfectly chosen, gentle and non-threatening, highlighting her curves without being too revealing, striking the right balance.

Beautiful women were common in the entertainment industry, but today, David couldn't help but take a few more glances at Lily.

The slip dress design revealed her graceful collarbones and shoulder line, her smooth skin glowing under the warm light.

"I only have a few lines, and my screen time is very limited. I doubt we'll have any scenes together, Mr. Jones," she replied politely, then turned her gaze elsewhere.

The show continued recording, and David frowned slightly, thinking Lily found him presumptuous, so he didn't disturb her further. But he couldn't shake the inexplicable familiarity that made him want to talk to her more.

After a busy afternoon, David returned to his dressing room. Soon, the producer, William Brown, rushed in.

"David, you're really going all out for Mia Wilson. She won't be a guest for a few more episodes, and you're already here to support her? By the way, our old classmates' reunion is next week. Everyone in Emerald City will be there. You've been so busy these past few years, you can't miss it this time."

"I know. If I don't have any commitments, I'll be there," David replied calmly.

"David, you have no idea how many reunions we've organized. You, Mia, and Emily always miss them."

Talking about their quirky classmates, William couldn't stop: "Do you remember that really fat Emily? She disappeared before finishing college. She used to follow you around all the time. It was disgusting. You must have been really annoyed by her."

David's body tensed slightly, a ripple of emotion crossing his usually composed face.

"David, what are you spacing out for?"

"…How long has it been since she disappeared?"

His tone was very calm, even deliberately distant, but his fingers, with their distinct joints, kept nervously tracing the edge of his rough coat, an unconscious sign of anxiety.

"Who? Emily? No one can contact her. She probably pissed someone off and got sent to the slaughterhouse! Haha!"

William kept talking, but David stopped listening. He was too tired to respond to his agent's messages.

Back at his Emerald City villa, David went to the deepest part of his closet and took out a gift box containing a special watch.

The watch had many scratches on its face, so he had carefully stored it away.

Emily?

Thinking of her, David felt something he had been suppressing was about to erupt—was it anger? Disgust? Or some deeper fear he didn't want to admit?

Lily drove her small car to the hospital, her thoughts in turmoil, even recalling the high school rooftop...

That day, she received a note from David asking her to meet him on the rooftop.

She went up there, full of joy, only to hear David's cold voice.

"Do whatever you want with her, just don't kill her. I'm curious how you guys are interested in someone so fat."