The First Signs of Fortune

At first, Black Widow could hardly believe it. Then she sprang over like a cat and threw herself onto Apocalypse.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and refused to come down.

Nearby, Daisy quietly moved a few steps away, her expression dimming.

She had always been confident in her figure, but after seeing Black Widow, she realized that aside from being curvier, she fell short in every way.

No wonder Tang had never shown much interest in her.

As Apocalypse's fame and prestige grew, Daisy no longer dared to approach him as boldly as she once had.

If Apocalypse gave her no response, all she could do was watch in silence.

Black Widow clung to Apocalypse. She kissed him until she was nearly breathless, then buried her face against his neck and breathed in his familiar scent.

"Ahem..." Nick Fury prompted.

If no one else would step in, he would have to be the bad guy. He was the director, after all.

You two might not be embarrassed, but everyone else in this room is dying of embarrassment.

Apocalypse gently set Black Widow down and greeted everyone.

"Long time no see, everyone."

Hill pointed at Daisy. "Tang, is she a divine warrior from Asgard?"

"She's from Earth. She was Jane's intern."

Everyone was puzzled. That background did not seem to match her outfit.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents recognized Asgardian attire, and they all knew Jane.

But Daisy had been so unremarkable before this that S.H.I.E.L.D. did not even have a file on her.

Apocalypse briefly explained what had happened to Daisy.

The queen of Asgard had said Daisy had a good aptitude for cultivating divine power.

Daisy said openly, "I've heard all about the heroic things S.H.I.E.L.D. has done. Now that I'm back, I'd like to join you. I hope