Noan was a little surprised to hear what Noralia said, but then he shook his head and replied, "Aunt Noralia, are you certain that Lylia loves me? Isn't this just a misunderstanding?"
Noralia looked at him suspiciously, then nodded and said, "Lylia is my daughter. As a woman, I naturally understand a woman's heart. And besides, she's my daughter—so I know exactly what I'm talking about."
Noan found it a bit hard to believe. He knew that there wasn't any romantic relationship between him and Lylia.
They had only met a few times, and even then, their conversations lacked emotional intimacy—just a few brief exchanges about resource trading.
Noan could easily accept Lylia. After all, he was a man, and having another beautiful and wealthy woman wouldn't be a bad thing.
But he wasn't the kind of scoundrel who ignored what the woman herself truly felt.
Ack! But when he thought of Maya, he really *was* a scoundrel.
Even so, he could use everything he had to make it up to her.
