"Why is he here?" Weyna mouthed the question to Sarah, her eyes briefly glancing at Noah, who sat on the chair, observing Aurora with amusement.
Aurora, who was leaning against her bed, looked back at Noah with a playful expression. "Uncle, I know I'm pretty, but do you have to stare at me like that?" she said, crossing her arms. Despite her pale appearance, her cuteness was undeniable.
Noah chuckled, "Well, you are indeed pretty. You resemble your mom a lot," he said, stealing a glance at Sarah, who glared back at him. "But don't you think we also have some similarities?"
Sarah abruptly stood up, startling everyone in the room, including Weyna, Theo, and Aurora. She sent Noah a warning through her eyes, "Stop there," she said firmly.
Noah felt dissatisfied with her reaction. "What?" he questioned. "Don't you think she has the right to know?"
