After Selene got herself sorted out, Aaron waved his hand, and the two exited the Mirror Dimension.
Raven immediately rushed over. However, she felt something was wrong.
She looked up and saw Selene's face carrying a kind and gentle smile, like an old mother looking at her own child.
No, that smile also held the posture of a victor, like a mistress facing a servant, or perhaps a mistress facing a subordinate concubine?
Because Raven had infiltrated many families, she had seen similar scenes.
One wealthy family was exactly like this. The mistress's attitude toward the third and fourth mistresses was exactly like this.
However...
Raven's gaze dropped. She fell into contemplation as she looked at Selene's bulging belly.
Pregnant with a baby?
Selene felt her gaze and looked slightly unnatural.
She was very slender, but now, she would have to flaunt this big belly for a long time.
Damn it, would this cause Aaron to be attracted away by other seductive sluts?
Should she let the maids take her place?
Although she thought this, Selene refused to admit defeat, stroking her belly like a pregnant woman, her face filled with soft happiness.
"Ah, inside here is the deep love of Master."
Raven was defeated.
Seeing this, Aaron glared at Selene.
Selene subconsciously wanted to repeat her previous action but Aaron stopped her.
"Mind the place."
"I apologize, Master, I'll make it up to you next time."
Selene bent over with difficulty, then held her large belly. This was the feeling of fulfillment. The vast life force was enough to create several deities.
As she thought about it, Selene felt a little anxious and uneasy.
Had she appeared too desperate, too greedy, and too wasteful?
What if she scared Aaron away?
"Master, you lost so much life force, are you alright?" Selene was very worried about Aaron's physical condition.
Men were all like this. Even if they were weak, they had to pretend to be calm, wave lightly to show it was nothing, and that everything was under control.
Aaron waved lightly. "Small case, everything is under control."
Selene became even more panicked.
Seeing this, Aaron once again emitted the essential aura of a Celestial. This power was still extremely vast and mighty to Selene, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Was the distance between her and Aaron still this great?
The gap was too huge.
Selene realized a new truth this time.
Gods and Gods were also different.
Aaron had Raven temporarily follow Selene, considering it early adaptation.
Initially, Raven was very unwilling. However, Aaron glanced at Selene, and the latter immediately bent down and coaxed Raven for a long time, finally settling her down.
Only then did Aaron relax, pat his butt, and leave.
Selene secretly slapped herself.
That's what you get for showing off.
If she hadn't been showing off in front of Raven before, why would it have been so difficult to handle her now?
Having learned her lesson, Selene immediately settled down.
She then ordered people to treat Raven well, while she, in her capacity as the Black Queen, invited the other core members of the U.S. Hellfire Club to gather.
Hellfire originally originated in Britain, but as the war developed, the U.S. established a branch and gradually began to dominate.
Selene decided to take control of the U.S. Hellfire. She didn't care about the British side at all.
After Aaron left, he did not go looking for Peggy, but instead came to Boston, Massachusetts.
Inside a Villa district in Boston.
Aaron found his target for this trip.
A little girl around ten years old.
She had a name: Emma Frost!
When Aaron found Emma, she was being pushed away by a girl two or three years older than her.
"Emma, how many times have I told you? You can't touch my skirt without permission."
"Adrienne, I was just looking casually, it's no big deal."
Emma reluctantly watched the white skirt being snatched away, but she couldn't fight back because the other party was her sister, Adrienne.
"It's no big deal? This skirt is my favorite skirt. Only beautiful girls like me can own it, you ugly duckling."
Adrienne, whose face was covered in freckles and who wore light lipstick, haughtily bullied Emma.
Seeing Emma's smooth, fair, and delicate face, she was so jealous she wanted to scratch it fiercely.
Emma's expression was unhappy, but hearing the name "Ugly Duckling" made her feel deeply inferior again.
Her grades were very poor, and she had become a target of bullying in class. Those girls gave her the nickname "Ugly Duckling" and mocked her wantonly.
When her sisters found out about this nickname, not only did they not help, but they also joined those who mocked her. After all, she was ugly and unskilled at dressing up.
Just as Emma was about to say something, she suddenly froze in place, staring blankly in Aaron's direction.
"Oh my God, he's so handsome."
Adrienne was still trying to speak, but seeing this, she immediately turned to look.
"I see my Prince Charming."
Adrienne was full of excitement. She frantically pulled a mirror from her bag to check her makeup, flashed a confident smile, pushed Emma forcefully aside, and walked toward Aaron.
"Hello, Sir, I am Adrienne Frost, daughter of Winston Frost."
Adrienne performed a curtsy, looking intently at Aaron, hoping to receive a compliment from him.
Emma, standing behind Aaron, instantly felt immense envy watching her sister, who was so poised and well-mannered.
She really wanted to walk up, but remembering she was the Ugly Duckling, she lowered her head in self-consciousness.
Suddenly, her vision darkened. Emma nervously looked up, only to find that Aaron had ignored her sister, whose face was turning red, and instead came right in front of her.
"S-Sir?"
"My name is Aaron, may I know yours?" Aaron smiled warmly.
His voice carried a special magic, making Emma stutter and unable to speak a complete sentence for a long time.
"I... I am Emma Frost, daughter of Winston Frost."
Emma introduced herself, imitating Adrienne, yet her curtsy was incredibly clumsy.
Aaron helped her stand up.
Seeing this, Adrienne's face darkened.
'Those were my lines. That damned Ugly Duckling, daring to steal my man?'
Adrienne gritted her teeth, lifted her skirt, and hurried over.
Although Aaron had been so rude and crude toward her, she still wanted to try and win him over.
Wasn't it normal for a Prince to be a bit arrogant? If he wasn't arrogant, what kind of prince was he?
It must be Emma, that Ugly Duckling, who cast a spell on the Prince.
"Emma, how many times do I have to tell you? Don't be so rude in front of a distinguished guest, and don't randomly use your magic. Look at yourself, you're completely disgracing our Frost Family." Adrienne loudly scolded Emma.
Then she looked pleadingly at Aaron. "Mr. Aaron, I deeply apologize for Emma's rudeness."
"Perhaps you don't know, she is the famous Ugly Duckling at school, she is slow at learning everything."
"She has been reprimanded by father many times for this..."
"Miss Adrienne, please be quiet, alright?"
Aaron gave her a cold glance, and Adrienne felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She opened her mouth but dared not speak further.
The Prince is so manly.
But... but the script is wrong.
Shouldn't she be the princess in the fairy tale? Did Emma, that Ugly Duckling, really think she was a swan?
A deep voice sounded from the villa, followed by a middle-aged man with short golden hair.
Behind him was a middle-aged woman.
Upon seeing him, Emma instantly lost her smile and nervously said, "Father."
Adrienne's eyes darted around, and she walked up to Winston. "Father, this is Mr. Aaron. You wouldn't believe how rude Emma was just now, she couldn't even manage a proper curtsy."
Winston frowned, looking at Aaron, sensing his extraordinary demeanor. As a businessman, he keenly realized that Aaron was no ordinary person.
He then looked at the apprehensive Emma and the calmly smiling, generous Adrienne.
"I apologize, esteemed Mr. Aaron, for Emma's rudeness. She has always been this ordinary and eccentric."
"Perhaps, we could go inside and have a proper chat?"
Aaron's unique temperament was something that only senior nobility, spanning hundreds or even thousands of years, could cultivate.
The Frost Family was merely a merchant family that had recently risen to prominence. In front of such nobility, he couldn't help but show a slightly fawning smile. He wanted to advance his standing.
Aaron glanced at Emma's parents and sisters. After thinking it over, he decided not to waste time on them.
All he wanted was Emma. These incompetent relatives were simply not within his consideration.