True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Chapter 212

Winnie was feeling a bit uneasy about the upcoming study trip that the kids were about to go on. She called for the family’s butler, Abdul, and asked him to fetch a recent yearbook from Nadine’s class.

Abdul, though puzzled, complied without a word.

Nadine overheard and curiously inquired, “Why do you need my classmates‘ yearbook?”

Winnie scrutinized her younger cousin, noticing that, unlike the other children, Nadine didn’t seem to be in immediate danger. However, a faint shadow of misfortune lingered around her, a subtle sign of upcoming bad luck.

Ignoring Nadine’s question, Winnie gently put down Pretty, allowing it to resume its playful romp with the children. She couldn’t possibly share her premonitions with them, and if her concerns about the trip were confirmed, it would be best to speak with the parents.

Soon enough, Abdul returned with the yearbook and even went the extra mile to pull up the kids‘ social media profiles, featuring their own pictures as well as those posted by their parents, including some recent ones.

Winnie silently commended Abdul’s thoroughness as she examined the photos of the kids who had posted updates that day. The signs were clear, and some showed hints of imminent peril, confirming her suspicions.

With so many children involved, including their families, Winnie knew this was beyond her capacity to address alone. She headed upstairs to consult with her grandfather Bacchus.

Bacchus was busy tracking her online activity when she shared her concerns. In the past, he might have dismissed her ramblings, but now he took her seriously. His expression turned grave as he reached for the landline and summoned the butler to his study.

n for some After an hour in her grandfather’s study, Winnie made her way back to her rest. However, she was intercepted by her brother Springer, who seemed to have been keeping an eye out for her.

With a look of reproach, Springer blurted out, “Winnie, when did you get another brother? What’s he to you? How come I’ve never met him?”

Winnie was taken aback by his barrage of questions. She knew Springer followed reality shows and must have seen Sean, but his line of questioning was baffling.

retorted, not quite understanding his intent.

his only cousin sister, and now she seemed to have other ‘brothers‘ and was getting impatient

filled with a mix of accusation and

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him a cool glance,

scolded puppy, now looking at her with

needed my help with something, so he’s been tagging

punk’s bothering you? Where

was about to tell him to stay out of it. After all, at fourteen, Springer could hardly intimidate anyone. But then, as if struck by a thought, she raised an eyebrow slightly and said, “Actually, you could help with

Springer’s eyes

lit up.

needed him.

to do. I may be young, but there’s not

“This is something only you can

now brimming

video call with a deadpan expression, “Come on in, I’ll add you.”

the game lobby. Springer added him to the team, not without a disdainful snort at the screen, “A newbie scrub, huh? Watch

carry you.”

task Winnie had entrusted to Springer. With the nursery school trip issue still unresolved, and their powerful allies occupied with other matters, she was too busy to entertain Sean and worried he might get into trouble if left to his own devices. Thus, the solution: have Springer teach him how to play video games. No teenager

Winnie’s side. The online buzz from her public display of mystical arts continued to grow, but there was no sign of official intervention, which

was telling, and the government seemed to be letting the idea of mysticism take root in

Nadine’s nursery school was a prestigious institution attended by children from affluent families, many of whom had ties to the Bryant family. After witnessing the events at the Smith family home and Winnie’s