The faces of the people who tried to insult Ayaan just a moment ago turned pale. However, no one dared to disagree. After Ayaan's previous display, these people became more conscious. How was he able to see through their element?

Ayaan looked around and engraved the faces of these people in his memory. He was very certain that these people weren't doing this on their own, but on the instruction of someone.

Whoever it was, Ayaan would not forgive him for plotting against him. He didn't cause any trouble for those people, but they are here trying to plot from behind the scene.

....

At last, everything ended, and the name of the potion shop had spread in the whole capital. Now, everyone was trying to build a relationship with Ayaan. Even a blind could tell that every potion was a treasure and it would benefit them tremendously.

Nevertheless, Ayaan didn't care about these things, he wouldn't have even established this shop if it wasn't for Noor, and after meeting Noor he would depart from this place. He wanted to become powerful. For that, he had to travel through the world and fight with all the mages in the world.

Just when Ayaan and Rebecca entered the shop, an unexpected visitor knocked at his shop. Ayaan looked at the person and a smile appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect you to be potion maker Mr Ayaan." Isobel smiled brightly towards the duo.

Ayaan warmly welcomed Isobel in his shop, "Welcome, Miss Isobel. I didn't expect your visit though."

Hearing his reply, Isobel teased him, "Why? Am I not welcome here?"

"Of course, you are welcome. It was just that your visit was unexpected," the young shopkeeper replied.

"You are underestimating the business of potion-making, Mr Ayaan." Isobel stood beside the counter, responding, "the potion making is a very rare auxiliary path. Not everyone is qualified to walk on it."

Nonetheless, Ayaan only shrugged after hearing her reply. Then, he looked at the red-haired beauty and inquired, "You are here only for potions or something else as well?"

"You are very perceptive." Isobel chuckled at him, a beautiful smile plastered on her face.

Looking at the beauty with the red hair, Ayaan felt as if he was looking at Noor, but after that, however, he shook his head. He didn't think there was any relationship between Isobel and Noor. How could such a coincidence exist in the world?

He gradually put every thought about Noor at the side for the time being and turned towards the lady, "How can I help you, Miss Isobel?"

Isobel glanced at his handsome face, and insisted, "Please, call me Isobel."

Ayaan looked at her and saw a red shining eyes glancing at him curiously. A weird feeling appeared inside his heart. Why does the way she is glancing at me look similar to Noor and Rebecca? Did she fall for me after seeing my handsome face last time? A narcissistic thought appeared inside his head.

"Sure, but you also have to call me Ayaan then." Not thinking much, Ayaan replied.

"Good, I came here to talk about a business deal with you," Isobel clapped excitedly, "Previously when you rented the shop, I didn't know you were a potion maker. If I knew we would have already made a deal."

After hearing Isobel, Ayaan knew why the lady arrived today and had his own thoughts, "What kind of business do you want to do with me?"

A smile appeared on her pretty face, as she heard the young shopkeeper, "Of course, the business is about the potions. On your own, you won't be able to reach the higher markets anytime soon. If you do business with us, we will let your product reach the bigger market."

After explaining, she fell silent and looked at Ayan, waited for him to decide. However, Ayaan didn't think much before agreeing with the lady, "Can you please explain more?"

Although Ayaan was more than happy to do the business with Isobel, he didn't show any eagerness on his face. It was a good chance to build a relationship with the royal family through business, he couldn't let it go.

"Our chamber of commerce will provide you with medicines and a bigger market. In return, we will have the fifty percent profit from the potions." the red-haired lady explained. Afterwards, she looked at him and waited for his response.

Although Ayaan had already made his mind to do business with Isobel, he still pretended as if he was considering the pros and cons of the deal. He knew that this opportunity came to his doorsteps and he could not afford to let it go.

Who knows how much time he will take otherwise to meet the Noor? But if he had a business relationship with the royal family, he would have more chances to meet the lady in the future.

The more time he took, the more eager expression appeared on Isobel's face. Eventually, Ayaan looked at the red-haired lady, nodding, "Alright, now we are business partners."

Finally, a pleasant smile appeared on the lady's beautiful face. Making Ayaan's heartbeat hurried. He didn't know why he felt something like this, but he was intensely attracted to this lady.

"Are we done?" Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind Ayaan. He looked towards Rebecca and saw the coldness in her eyes and knew that he was in deep shit.

"Cough! Yes, we are done." the young shopkeeper coughed hurriedly, trying to relax the situation, but the expression on Rebecca's face didn't change. He could only sigh at this moment.

Isobel, who was sitting in front of Ayaan, realised what had happened and her face turned beet red. The lady lowered her head in embarrassment. Ayaan's heart thumped when he saw the red face of Isobel. The image of Noor and Isobel slowly became one in his mind.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, a sharp pain appeared at his right hand, realising that he had really made a mess at this time, sighing in his heart.

"Yo-you don't need to do business in this shop. We are making a place for the potion making in the chamber of commerce, especially for you." Isobel spoke in an embarrassed manner, "Alright, I will take my leave then."

The young princess didn't stay any longer and walked out of the shop hurriedly. Isobel herself didn't know how she was feeling about this embarrassing situation.

"Humph!"

Just as the red-haired lady went out of the shop, another lady behind Ayaan snorted disdainfully, making him sigh. He himself didn't know why he acted like that. Was it because of the similarities she had with Noor? He didn't know.

Turning around, he saw Rebecca's cold face, jealousy was written all over her face. He knew she had accepted the Noor because she knew that she was an important person in his life, but to accept another lady would be very hard for her.

Ayaan didn't clarify himself. He walked towards the lady and stood in front of her. She looked at him and slowly her eyes became wet.

As he saw the tears at the corner of her eyes, Ayaan felt the pain in his heart. Just when he was about to speak, the lady hugged him tightly, sobbing, "Previously, I said there won't be any complaint from me even you have hundreds of wives in the future, but I am just saying that please Don't Forget Me when you have more wives in the future."

Ayaan felt a pang in his heart when he heard Rebecca, gently caressing the long hair of the sobbing beauty in his arms, he comforted, "No matter how many women come in my life, your place will never change in my heart."

Eventually, Rebecca's body trembled when she heard his response. She looked up and handsome face entered her vision. Ayaan wiped her tears and gently nuzzled her soft cheek.

Slowly, Ayaan placed his mouth on her silky lips. Rebbeca closed her eyes and kissed him back. Both of them kissed each other intensely, sucking each other's lips.

Finally, Ayaan stopped and again looked at her and gently settled her locks, falling on her face, "You need not worry about anything, I am already yours and always be. No women can replace you."

The lady in his arms suddenly scoffed, "Even Noor?"

He had already expected this question from this lady, "Yes, even Noor. She has her own place in my heart which no one can take like yours."

Pouting at his ambiguous response, Rebecca pinched him intensely. But visible happiness on her face still could be seen.

"Creak~"

Suddenly, someone walked into the shop. Ayaan felt the urge to kill this guy, but control himself. A furious expression as well appeared on Rebecca's beautiful face.

Eventually, a tall, handsome young man around the age of twenty entered the shop. After entering the shop, he looked at Rebecca and his eyes shined brightly.

Without even glancing at Ayaan, he walked towards the lady, "Lady Rebecca, I have heard about your beauty by many people. Honestly, at first, I didn't believe any of them, that's why I came by myself.

However, after looking at you, I realised they didn't even describe ten percent of your beauty."

The newcomer stood in front of Rebecca, continuing, "I want to take you as my wife. Will you accept it, lady Rebecca?"

All this time the man didn't spare a single glance towards Ayaan. Everyone knew Rebecca was his Woman, but this guy was still here trying to snatch her.

'He must have very powerful backing. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to come here, trying to snatch my woman.' A furious expression appeared on his face and his black eyes turned even darker, an unusual, eerie feeling spread in the shop.