A Sense of Being Betrayed by Everyone: The Whole Family Had Been Won Over

After leaving the Secret Chamber, Aaron felt much more relaxed.

It has to be said that Flor's words were a wake-up call. However, if you want to negotiate with the Dark Lord, you need to have the resources to negotiate, and you also need to have the corresponding bargaining chips, otherwise you may end up making things worse.

Moreover, one cannot reveal one's true strength; if he feels threatened, then there is nothing to discuss.

According to Tepler, he could stay at home for another ten days to two weeks, and if he could find a suitable opportunity to negotiate during that time, he could return to a neutral position.

"Young Master, you're out." Jeans looked at Aaron with barely concealed excitement. "Come with me quickly!"

"What's wrong?" Aaron asked, puzzled. "You seem a bit off today."

"Miss Clea will be here shortly."

"What?!" Aaron exclaimed in shock. "She... she's not supposed to arrive for another three days!"

"Today is the third day!"

"Young master, I must remind you that the old master received that letter three days ago."

Aaron patted his forehead helplessly. "Uncle Jeans, what should I do?"

You know me, I have absolutely no intention of having that kind of relationship.

"But it's no use knowing this!" Jeans said with a wry smile. "I'm just an ordinary Butler; I'm never the one who makes decisions."

"Give me some advice, okay?" Aaron said anxiously.

"I'm afraid that won't work. Giving you advice would mean offending the future young mistress."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Jeans smiled without saying a word. He had served the Gaius family for decades and knew some of their secrets.

He didn't know about the others, but this young mistress was practically a done deal.

"Butler, I order you to give me some advice." Aaron said with a stern face, deciding to use his status to intimidate.

"Young Master doesn't have that authority right now," Jeans said gloatingly. "Whether you can stay at Gaius Castle or not depends on your next choice!"

Aaron:...

How come I never noticed you were so snobbish before?

"Ahem! Just now, Ancestor Flor gave me a third option."

With sufficient preparation, I will be safe even if I leave Gaius Castle.

"That's really exciting, I'm looking forward to it!" Jeans said nonchalantly. "But that's for the future. Right now, you have to see the people you need to see; there's no escaping it."

"I don't need you to remind me." Aaron glared at him fiercely, picked up Abei, and pulled him forward.

As he entered the living room, Vico, Lisana, and Tepler gave him a knowing smile.

"I don't care what you think, just don't upset Clea," Vico said seriously. "Don't forget what Adrian's letter said."

"Even if you want to run away, you still have to date her for at least ten days," Lisana added. "At the very least, you can elevate the relationship a bit, so your dad and I won't have to worry."

Son, you must believe your mother; you will fall in love with her.

Aaron's face twitched, and before he could think of what to say, Tepler said with a light smile, "Don't force my grandson. It's better for young people to handle their own affairs."

However... for your personal safety, I suggest you think it over carefully. After all, an engagement isn't a marriage, and if you're not satisfied, you can find a way to cancel it later.

Aaron rolled his eyes at them speechlessly, wanting to curse but unable to bring himself to say it.

He could accept Vico and Lisana's attitudes, but Tepler really caught him off guard.

He was very touched after hearing the first half of the sentence, realizing that there were still people in his family who cared about him. But when he heard the word "but," his heart sank. After hearing the second half, he could only think to himself, "You were too quick to be moved. They're all birds of a feather!"

"Call!"

Aaron took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself. "When will she arrive?"

Jeans glanced at his watch. "About ten..."

"Ten minutes, is that right?"

Genes was startled for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "Eight, seven, , ..."

"Hiss!"

Aaron gasped; that was fucking thrilling.

I thought I had enough fun with my own father, mother, and grandfather, but I never expected that the Butler was the real mastermind.

Green flames suddenly burst from the fireplace, and then a figure emerged from it.

Aaron stared blankly at the newcomer, his mind blank, refusing to work.

He hadn't seen Clea for almost seven years. Back then, she was just a little girl, mischievous and adorable, a beauty in the making.

But now a stunningly beautiful woman was standing in front of him, and he suddenly felt it was all a bit Reality Stone, because she was too beautiful, more beautiful than he could have imagined.

Clea wore a white short-sleeved shirt and sky-blue jeans, her figure was graceful, and her golden hair was as smooth as a waterfall.

Her slightly youthful face was flushed with a faint blush, her two green eyes held a smile, and she exuded an elegant aura.

Abei poked Aaron with his tail in Aaron arms, "Master, are you alright!"

"It's alright, I'm fine," Aaron responded softly in Dragon Language.

"But you have a nosebleed."

Aaron's pupils dilated slightly, and he was about to use his healing powers to stop the bleeding when Abei reassured him.

"Master, you can rest assured that I have stopped the bleeding. There is no more bleeding."

"You're so sensible, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"Hey, Master, why are you having a nosebleed? Is she really my future mistress?"

"Don't jump to conclusions." Aaron poked Abei's head hard. "That's just a simple appreciation of beauty. Your master isn't that shallow."

Abei nodded as if it understood, but its ears clearly heard the sound of a rapid heartbeat.

"I think I'm fairly punctual!" Clea said with a bright smile and a light voice. "Uncle, Aunt, and Grandpa, it's been a long time."

"It's been so long!" Lisana quickly gestured for her to sit down, then winked at Aaron. "What are you standing there for? You haven't seen each other for seven or eight years, aren't you going to catch up?"

"We'll talk about that later." Clea smiled slightly, then opened her Backpack and took out a gift box.

The first gift box contained a red polygonal crystal, with a very regular shape, yet it contained immense but incredibly gentle magic.

"This is nothing special; it's a gift for you, Grandpa, to help nourish the Warlock's body."

"You're already here, why bring any gifts!"

"But since it's your kind gesture, I'll shamelessly accept it." Tepler beamed, then slowly carried the gift box upstairs.

"This is for Uncle." Clea opened the first gift box, inside which was an exquisitely crafted bonsai.

Mountains, rivers, glaciers, deserts, forests, basins and other landscapes can all be seen through it. The Undetectable Extension Charm, Engorgement Charm, Shrinking Charm and Transfiguration Spell are all displayed on it.

"Knowing you travel all over the world so often, Uncle, this is a gift for you." Clea glanced around the living room. "I didn't know where to put it, since I haven't been here in a long time, so perhaps..."

"It's fine to put it in my studio," Vico said with satisfaction. "This gift is just what I wanted. I've been wanting to put a bonsai on my desk for a while, but I never knew what to get."

"You guys talk first, I'll set it up first."

Vico was the first to go upstairs, and before leaving, he secretly gave Lisana a wink.

Lisana immediately understood and gave him a reassuring look.

"This is for you, Auntie." Clea opened the third gift box, inside which was a square glass bottle with an indigo-blue, mud-like substance on the inside.

"The flower dew collected by the fairy under the moonlight can be applied to the face to maintain youth, and can also be eaten directly for beauty and skin care."

Lisana patted Clea's shoulder, both amused and exasperated. "You've prepared so well, I don't know how to refuse."

I'll go upstairs and try it first; I'll be back down soon.

Seeing the third person leave, Aaron didn't say anything, but just stared straight at the last one, Jeans, his eyes full of warning.

"Uncle Jeans." Clea walked up to him and opened the fourth gift box. "This is for you, a calming agent and a mood booster. When your uncles aren't around, the Gaius Family relies on you to manage everything."

You can definitely get these things, and you certainly can obtain them, so please don't look down on them.

"No problem, thank you... Miss," Jeans said, somewhat touched. "I suddenly remembered I have some things to take care of, so I'll..."

"Don't leave me behind!" Aaron shouted.

"Oh, this..."

"Jeans." Vico's head suddenly popped out from the bottom of the stairs. "Go to the wine cellar and get me a bottle of wine."

"Yes."

"Wait," Aaron quickly stopped him. "Yobi."

"Young master, you wanted to see me?" The House Elf teleported to Aaron's side.

"Help my dad get a bottle, no, get a case of wine."

"It's strong liquor, let him drink it slowly."

"Yes, young master, I'll go right away," Yobi said excitedly, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

That's how House Elf are; they're overjoyed when their owners need them.

"Ahem!" Vico coughed. "Then come over here and help me set up this bonsai."

Just as Jeans was about to speak, Aaron stood up and said, "Let me do this. I have some experience."

"Why don't you come up? You don't have the same expertise Jeans," Vico said with obvious disdain.

Jeans shrugged at Aaron, indicating that he couldn't help him.

Your father is still your father; the power of the Gaius Family Patriarch is definitely greater than that of the younger patriarch.

The fourth person left, Aaron sat alone on the sofa, looking pitiful and helpless. Only the Young Dragon he held in his arms could make him feel a little warmth from the world.

"Sigh!" Aaron sighed deeply. "You don't need to do this. You know our family doesn't lack these things."

"I know!" Clea sat down next to Aaron as if they were old friends. "Whether they are their own or not, it's just a matter of courtesy for me to give them a gift or not."

"The results were quite good; your uncles, aunts, grandfather, and Mr. Jeans were all very cooperative in letting you stay."

Aaron gave a wry smile. "Is this considered bribery?"

"You can also understand it this way: I want them all to like me."

Although it may seem a bit unnecessary, it's always good to be prepared.

Aaron stared into the large, bright green, watery eyes less than half a meter away from him, and was speechless for a moment.

"Is the fifth gift box for me?"

"Guess," Clea said with a smile, then opened the last gift box.

The dazzling gold light shone on Aaron's face, and before he could react, he suddenly felt his arms go empty.

A white figure darted to the gift box in an instant, looking at the contents with surprise, its eyes crinkling into crescent shapes.

The box contains a pure gold statue of Abei, almost the size of a Dragon Egg, along with ten other pure gold sculptures of different kinds of dragons, each slightly smaller.

Golden things have a great attraction for dragons, and Abei was no exception. It was the first time it had ever seen its own golden statue, and it was overjoyed.

At this moment, its affection for Clea skyrocketed, almost reaching the same level as Aaron's.

If it had such a mistress, it would definitely have a worry-free life from now on.

Thinking this, it revealed a pitiful look, clinging tightly to the gold while pleading with its master not to refuse Clea's kindness.

"I'm almost embarrassed to say this to you." Aaron covered his face with one hand. "You've seen money before, haven't you? How many times has this happened now?"

"That gold belongs to the master, but this gold is mine," Abei said matter-of-factly. This was its private dragon property, and even the master couldn't possibly take it.

"Are you satisfied?" Clea pinched Abei's ear. "I've heard my brother and older sister talk about you. You're a cute, fierce, smart, and loyal dragon. Aaron must have been so lonely these past few years because you've been with him!"

I prepared this gift for you as a reward; I think you'll like it.

"You're really good at spotting dragons." Abei nodded repeatedly, his two dragon claws busy as he carefully stuffed eleven pieces of gold into his pocket.

"Good girl," Clea said with a smile. "I'll give you a backup gift every Christmas from now on."

Abei's ears twitched, and then he turned to look at Aaron. "Master, I've always wanted a mistress, and I think she's quite suitable."

"Beautiful." Aaron gritted his teeth. "Even you, Julius, have been bought off."

Abei smiled shyly and obediently squatted down next to Aaron, but its wealth had obviously increased many times over compared to before.

"Give it to me!" Clea held out her hand to Aaron.

"What?" Aaron asked, puzzled.

"My gift!" Clea said. "Leon visited you two years ago, and when he came home, he told me that you would prepare a gift for me when you saw me."

My brother would never lie to me, don't tell me you forgot.

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Aaron's face. He had indeed promised Leon, but Clea's direct request caught him off guard.

A few seconds later, he activated a red Magic Array and took out a beautiful pearl necklace from it. "How could I not have prepared!"

Clea looked at the flawless white pearl, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Mermaid's Tear, are you sure you want to give them to me?"

Aaron nodded. "I'm sure."

Clea put the necklace on with satisfaction. "Merpeople tears represent love and are the best gift a male wizard can give to his beloved witch."

Aaron:???

"Is it too late for me to get this thing back now?"