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Chapter 386: Was it fun?
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Chapter 386: Was it fun?

"You were sneaking around behind my back..." Simon ground his teeth, fury boiling in his heart to the extreme.

"So what?" Noan held Noralia tightly, his gaze full of contempt as he looked at Simon. "You allowed Janky to rape your wife, yet you won’t allow her to love another man?"

Simon shouted in anger, "Noan! I thought you were a good person. I was going to give you a chance with Lylia, but you’ve disappointed me too much. For the rest of your life, don’t even think about touching Lylia or Noralia."

"How ridiculous..." Noan said. "Both Lylia and Noralia are already my women. What right do you have to control them?"

"Besides, Simon, would you really give me a chance to be with Lylia? Do you truly believe the words you just said?"

"How ridiculous. You only treat them as sacrifices so you can obtain even more benefits. Simon, I don’t want to kill you because you are Noralia’s ex-husband, and also Lylia’s father."

"I’ll let you off this time, but next time, I’m afraid you won’t even be qualified to stand in front of me."

"You..." Simon was furious, but no matter how furious he was, it was useless, because he could not move. His body was as if it had been turned to stone.

"Noralia!" Simon roared, "You betrayed me, you filthy bitch! I thought you would wait for me to come back, but in the end you’re just a dirty whore."

Noan frowned. He wanted to cover Simon’s mouth, but his hand was grabbed tightly by Noralia.

She stood up at this moment, her face firm and unyielding, her sharp gaze fixed on Simon, her icy voice ringing out: "Simon, from the moment you went behind my back to love that woman, you and I have already stood on opposite sides."

"If you had told me directly, I could have accepted her back then. I could have even accepted being a concubine. After all, I never had any intention of inheriting your trash family."

"But not only did you hide it from me, you also tried to harm me and my daughter. And today, you even brought another man to humiliate me."

"Simon, the reason I’m not killing you now isn’t because I love you, or because I don’t dare do it, but because I want you to see just how happily I’m living now."

"I also want you to pay the price for what you did to me and to my daughter. I want everyone to see clearly that beneath the mask you’ve been wearing is an ugly, cowardly face."

Simon was left stunned by her words. He was ashamed, furious, but then helpless, because he could not find any words to refute her.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and said, "Was I wrong? It was all for the family. If this family collapses, not only I, but you and Lylia will die too. I was only trying to protect you."

"As long as you endured a little, made Janky happy for a bit, then everything would be fine. But what you did not only angered the Frankyro family, it will affect countless other innocent people in my family."

"Noralia, do you think what you did is shameful?"

"No!" Noralia shouted firmly. "A great family that relies on two women to survive, that relies on discarding its own kin to survive, does not deserve to exist."

"Simon, I gave you many chances. This is the last one. Your family’s collapse is because of your selfishness and cowardice. It has nothing to do with me."

"I also want to tell you that I am already Noan’s woman. From now on, forever, I will be his woman. Don’t bother me again, or next time, I will let Noan kill you."

After she said that, tears streamed down like two springs, yet instead, she felt incomparably relieved.

Simon ground his teeth as if he wanted to chew them into pieces. In the end, he only fell silent and closed his eyes.

Noan sighed and shook his head, then said, "Remember what Noralia just said. She and Lylia are already my women. If you dare harm them, not only you, but your family and Frankyro will pay a heavy price."

What he said was not wrong.

Now, the Empire and the Government both knew he possessed a Rank SS Hero. His status in the future would definitely rise higher and higher. Perhaps... it would even be higher than members of the Royal Family.

By then, these two small families in his eyes would be nothing but ants.

He held Noralia and Yuna, then vanished.

Simon finally regained his freedom, but he did not move. He collapsed onto the ground, head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

That old man also did not dare move. He looked around, confirmed that Noan and the two women had completely disappeared, then let out a breath of relief.

He carried Janky on his back, his eyes full of killing intent as he stared at Simon, and said coldly, "Simon, today’s matter, my family will definitely not let it go."

After saying that, he took Janky and left this place, leaving only Simon sitting silently on the floor, his hands clenched so tightly they turned pale white.

....

Noan brought Noralia back to the Lord Center. Frank was much more obedient now, preparing a car to take him to the Royal Palace together with Aldric.

Noralia was taken by Prince Melvin to another safe place. After all, Melvin was a Prince. No matter how furious Janky’s and Simon’s families became, they would not be insane enough to go looking for Prince Melvin to cause trouble.

And they would never think that he had handed Noralia to Melvin for protection.

Of course, Noan also left someone behind to protect Noralia, and that was Napolia.

The Royal Palace was luxurious and resplendent to the extreme. With every step, he felt as if he were treading on countless jewels.

However, where he was going was not the grand hall, but the Empress’s office.

Aldric and Frank went outside, leaving Yuna and Noan standing at the door.

Noan frowned. Even before he opened the door, he could already feel an enormous pressure, along with a very wondrous connection.

’Strange... why do I feel a connection similar to Carlotta?’

He thought to himself. Could it be because...

He remembered what Carlotta had said earlier. She and Empress Catherine had been linked in soul and sensation to prevent Carlotta from breaking the seal and escaping.

’Could that connection also have an effect on my body?’ Noan did not feel this was a good thing.

On the contrary, he feared Catherine would kill him because of the humiliating sensations from before.

He whispered, "Yuna, if the woman inside suddenly goes crazy, can you take me and run away?"

Yuna burst out laughing. "Hahaha... Master, don’t worry. I can guess that today is your lucky day."

"Lucky day?"

"Yes..." Yuna smiled. "Lucky, related to women..."

Yuna lowered her head, whispering into his ear. The heat from her breath against his ear made him shiver.

"I have a feeling the ’luck’ you’re talking about is completely unreliable."

Hearing Noan speak, Yuna only gently patted his shoulder, wearing a mysterious smile.

Krit!

Suddenly, the door cracked open slightly, and a clear female voice filled with oppressive presence rang out.

"Come in!"

Noan recognized Catherine’s voice and took a deep breath, then stepped inside.

Yuna, on the other hand, stopped at the door, then stepped back.

Noan frowned and asked, "You’re not coming in with me?"

Yuna placed her index finger on her red lips and smiled. "I don’t want to disturb you two..."

"Hm?!" Noan’s heart was anxious to the extreme. Could it be that Yuna feared Catherine and wanted to run?

Impossible!

But what if she truly wanted to run?

Yuna laughed. Her index finger lightly tapped his forehead as she said softly, "Don’t worry, I’m still here. It’s just... I want to give you and her a bit of private space."

Noan was half-believing, half-doubting, but he still forced himself to stay calm and walked into the room.

The door opened. The moment Noan stepped inside, the door behind him immediately closed on its own.

Right after that, a layer of energy suddenly appeared, covering all the walls around the room.

"What?!" Noan jolted, his heart tightening. He tried to use a teleportation skill, but it failed.

"Don’t waste your effort..." A heavy voice filled with authority rang out. "In this space, even if you can use space magic, you cannot escape."

Noan looked ahead.

A wooden platform about one meter tall. On it, an unrealistically beautiful woman sat still on a cushion, holding a sheet of paper. Her other elbow rested on the table, her hand propping up her exquisite face.

Her red hair flowed freely behind her like raging flames.

Her skin was so pale it seemed to emit a gentle halo. Her eyebrows were thick and long, lashes curved, her eyes like phoenix eyes, the corners drawn out, exuding seduction yet also carrying a sense of majesty.

"You are Noan, correct?" Catherine did not look at Noan as she spoke in a deep voice.

Noan took a deep breath, then slowly knelt on one knee on the floor, struggling against the invisible pressure from the Empress, the existence at the top of the Empire, the dread of other emperors.

Sweat burst out. Drops like beans rolled down his forehead and cheeks, yet he did not feel hot. Instead, his spine felt an icy chill, as if he were sitting in an ice cellar.

"Yes, my Empress!" Noan said. Even though he tried to remain calm, his voice still trembled slightly.

Catherine slowly set the paper in her hand down, then stood up, her gaze turning to Noan with pressure.

Noan saw her perfect figure wrapped in a red dress, making her even more powerful and imposing, like a wild flame burning down an entire forest, never to be subdued.

Yet that beauty did not only make men afraid, it also made them erupt with an intense urge to conquer.

Noan felt the connection between him and Catherine growing clearer and clearer, making him begin to feel uneasy.

If he could sense that connection, then Catherine definitely could as well.

Catherine slowly walked up to him. The sound of her bare feet stepping on the wooden floor drew closer and closer.

Suddenly, she squatted down in front of him, her hand gripping his chin and lifting his face to meet hers.

That beautiful face was now icy to the extreme. In those eyes, it was as if two flames were burning violently.

Her voice, restrained with anger, rang out: "Was it fun, playing with me like that?!"

Noan: "?!!"

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