I saw Marquis Jayce smiling at me.0

‘This guy…’0

“Lady Peneloti?” Marquis Jayce said.0

‘Is he seriously… infatuated?’0

I couldn’t help but think that way. I hadn’t completely dismissed the possibility, but considering the situation where I had essentially received a confirmation from someone who was him, but not really him, I assumed the odds were fifty-fifty between a genuine romantic interest or a desire for talent.1

‘Maybe it’s seventy-thirty… No way it’s more than that, is it?’0

I felt bewildered by the attention coming from someone who didn’t seem like the type to even read romance books. I didn’t know where Commander Jin got his information from, but he wasn’t the kind of guy to spout nonsense, so it was fair to assume the probability was quite high. 0

He just couldn’t reveal his source because he couldn’t bear the humiliation of doing that. Whether he had heard it from the Republic’s terrorists, directly from Marquis Jayce, or came to the conclusion himself, it was a fact that Marquis Jayce had some sort of interest...0