Aurora slept for an entire day and night. It felt as though she was adrift on a vast ocean, floating and sinking without pause. When she finally opened her eyes, everything around her came into focus-it was an incredibly luxurious room.
“Miss Aurora, you’re awake?” Mira had been keeping watch by her side. Everyone who had been injected with FT2 reacted differently. Years ago, Seraphina had experienced dizziness and napped for an hour before waking up, completely forgetting what had happened.
Aurora, however, might have reacted differently because she was pregnant. She had slept for an entire day, and if not for her steady breathing, everyone might have thought she wouldn’t wake up again.
“Miss Aurora? Who are you?” Aurora held her head. It felt dizzy, and she had a wave of nausea-the side effects of the drug.
“Someone will explain everything to you later. But since you’ve been asleep for a day, you should eat first. You’re carrying a baby, and skipping meals isn’t good for the baby’s development,” Mira said with a gentle smile, helping her out of bed.
“A baby? I’m pregnant?” Aurora stared at her slightly rounded belly. If she didn’t look closely, she might’ve thought it was just a bit of weight gain. After all, her figure had always been flawless, without an ounce of extra fat.
“Yes, and not just one-but a pair of adorable twins. You’re three months along,” Mira explained.
“Why don’t I remember anything?” Aurora felt completely baffled. Her first thoughts upon waking were: Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?
“The details will be explained once you’re settled. Here, let me help you out of bed. If you feel a little dizzy, that’s normal. Take a short walk, and it should get better soon.”
Mira guided Aurora out of the bed and led her to the dining room. Even the dining room was extravagantly decorated.
A massive crystal chandelier hung overhead, and the architecture combined traditional and modern styles seamlessly. The enormous villa blended these elements so well that it felt innovative rather than out of place. In a word, it was the epitome of luxury.
Aurora sat down to eat alone, but the table before her was laden with a dazzling array of dishes from all around the world. The tablecloth was exquisite, and the sheer variety of food was overwhelming.
This was far too excessive-she was just one person. Wasn’t this a waste?
What’s more, there were people standing by to serve her, placing food on her plate and pouring her soup. They were only a step away from feeding her directly-something they’d gladly do if she allowed it.
“Isn’t this a bit too much?” Aurora turned to Mira, who stood nearby.
“You’ll soon be the head of the family. As the family head, this level of dining is appropriate for your status,” Mira patiently explained.
“But I can’t possibly eat all of this. Isn’t that wasteful?”
“Don’t worry, Miss Aurora. If there’s one thing our family isn’t lacking, it’s money. Whether it’s from the skies or the seas, the finest foods from around the world are prepared here. The chefs can create a new menu every day for a month without repeating a single dish.”
Aurora was taken aback. What kind of family had she entered? Yet, growing up in a wealthy household herself, she wasn’t entirely unaccustomed to extravagance-though this still felt over-the-top.
“It’s not about the money. I simply can’t eat that much. From now on, reduce my meals to one-tenth of what’s served today,” Aurora said with an air of authority, as if her memory loss didn’t diminish her natural commanding presence. Others had no need to argue-they simply obeyed.
“Understood.”
After finishing the overly lavish breakfast, Aurora was led to the dressing room. If the dining room had already amazed her, the dressing room left her utterly speechless.
The dressing room spanned over a hundred square meters, stocked with everything from clothing to accessories. There were outfits for every season-spring, summer, autumn, and winter-all freshly procured.
“All of this was prepared just a few days ago. Nearly every major international brand is represented. If there are any niche brands you like that aren’t here, feel free to let Carmine know. She’ll take care of it.
“Ah, where are my manners? I forgot to introduce her-this is Carmine. She’ll be your personal assistant moving forward. She’ll handle everything from your work to your daily life.
“In addition to Carmine, you also have four secondary assistants. If she’s unavailable, you can delegate tasks to them.” Mira gestured toward a woman who had been silently following Aurora since she woke up.
The woman, dressed in a professional suit, stepped forward and introduced herself. “Miss Aurora, hello. I’m Carmine. I’m fluent in eight languages and trained in fencing, taekwondo, and Muay Thai. If you encounter any difficulties in work or life, you can rely on me.”
Aurora glanced at her. Carmine seemed serious and efficient, the type to handle tasks with precision. “Hello.”
“Prepare a refined outfit for Miss Aurora. She’ll be attending the family meeting shortly,” Mira instructed.
“Understood, Miss Mira,” Carmine replied, already sifting through the racks of clothing to select something suitable for Aurora.
Having reviewed Aurora’s medical report thoroughly, Carmine knew about her pregnancy. She chose soft, comfortable fabrics and flat shoes for her.
“Miss Aurora, does this outfit meet your satisfaction?” she asked, holding up her selection.
Aurora gave it a quick glance. “Not bad. I’ll go change.”
“Very well. I’ll arrange your hair and makeup next.”
After Aurora dressed, Carmine had already brought in a makeup artist. “Miss Aurora, you can sit here for your styling.”
“Alright.” Aurora sat down and noticed the array of cosmetics beside her. “I’m pregnant, so I’d rather not use these.”
“Rest assured, Miss Aurora. All the cosmetics have been custom-made for you and won’t harm your baby. However, if you feel makeup is unnecessary, that’s perfectly fine as well,” Carmine reassured her warmly.
“Just fix my hair, then.” Aurora didn’t feel the occasion warranted heavy preparation-it was merely a meeting with the family, after all.
“Of course, Miss Aurora.”
In the end, Aurora only had her eyebrows lightly shaped, which brightened her appearance considerably. Her skin was naturally radiant, so makeup made little difference.
“Miss Aurora, Mr. Elderstone is waiting for you in the study. He’ll personally explain everything you wish to know. Let’s head there first,” Carmine suggested, glancing at her watch. “The family meeting is at noon. You’ll have two hours in the study, and we’ll leave at eleven.”
“Alright.”
Though Aurora had only just met Carmine, she could already tell this woman was an extraordinary talent. Carmine was methodical, logical, and quick-thinking-like a human computer. Aurora knew she would undoubtedly become one of her most reliable allies.