Stephen Strange's Wretched Life

Evenson's gift was certainly substantial enough. At the very least, Ancient One took one look at it and immediately felt... that it was more than enough!

To speak from the heart, as the Sorcerer Supreme and the undisputed leader of the magic world, Ancient One had received no shortage of gifts over her long life. Yet never had any gift astonished her as much as this one today. One look at it made her feel unbearably awkward.

The muscles on Ancient One's face twitched twice. She barely managed to force out a smile, while the hands tucked inside her sleeves trembled slightly. There were truly very few things in this world that could leave the Sorcerer Supreme so helpless.

She was even beginning to regret it in secret. Heaven knew, when she had gone to Evenson to discuss taking on a disciple, she had only meant to discuss the matter. She had never intended to collect wedding gifts. Yet who knew how that brat had interpreted it? His first thought after realizing what was happening had been to send a gift.

Once Ancient One saw that he had already said it aloud, she could not reject him and embarrass him. If she said she did not want it, would that not mean she looked down on him? He would surely be unhappy, and things would become awkward. So she did not dwell on it and simply let Evenson do as he pleased.

At the time, she thought Evenson would probably give a red envelope with a few hundred dollars in it. Even if he only gave her an empty red envelope, the thought would count. Of course, money would have been best. She could take it out and give it to Klayya as part of her dowry. Could someone of