Chapter 213

Nadine was simmering with resentment, blaming Winnie for her missed opportunity to go on a European study tour. It felt like a classic case of Bacchus‘ favoritism.

Leonie had a throbbing headache from the commotion and couldn’t help but feel a twinge of anger towards Winnie. It wasn’t that she blamed her for warning about the potential dangers of the trip, and it was more the frustration that Winnie, with all her mystical prowess, could surely avert any disaster. Yet, she chose to let the fear of possible mishaps prevent Nadine from going on a once–in–a–lifetime adventure.

If no one was going, it would be fine, but some kids were still set to jet off to Europe, and that made Leonie’s heart sink.

As Winnie descended the grand staircase, Leonie’s emotions got the better of her, and a slight scowl crossed her face.

Winnie, as if she hadn’t noticed, simply stepped around them and headed for the door. But Nadine spotted her and bolted in front, her face red with anger.

“It’s you. You’re doing this on purpose. Why can’t I go on the trip? I hate you.”

Though her words were harsh, she dared not repeat the past incident where she had told Winnie to leave the house, and she was wary of crossing that line again.

Winnie looked at Nadine, unfazed.

“If you want to go that badly, go ahead.” Winnie said, her voice calm, not a hint of concession due to Nadine’s tantrum. Instead, she glanced at the clock and said with a semblance of sincerity, “At this time, your classmates are still gathering. If you hurry, you can still make it.”

Winnie’s unexpected compliance left Nadine without a script, unsure how to proceed with her rant. She glanced between Winnie and Leonie, seeking guidance.

Leonie was puzzled. Rushing over, she questioned, “Winnie, didn’t you say the πιμ could be dangerous? That you foresaw a calamity? How can you let Nadine go?”

Winnie responded with a nonchalant shrug, “It seems like she wants to go, and you seem quite keen on it too.”

The unspoken accusation made Leonie’s cheeks flush with embarrassment. She let out a nervous chuckle, “Oh no. When there’s danger, it’s best to avoid it.”

She then turned to Nadine, trying to be the voice of reason, “There will be other study tours in the future.*

Nadine pouted, feeling this opportunity was unique.

Then Winnie added, “She’ll be fine even if she goes. Sure, there might be a mishap or two, 11:34 Спар like a broken arm or leg, or maybe a slip that leads to a bald head, but she won’t die. If she wants to go, let her.”

Winnie’s tone was sincere as she offered to arrange transportation with Abdul.

As Winnie moved to find Abdul, Leonie quickly intercepted her. By then, Nadine’s face had paled at Winnie’s words and she instinctively clung to Leonie’s skirt, shaking her head faintly. She didn’t want any broken bones or to become bald.

The scene was becoming increasingly bizarre, with each person trying to pull the other in a different direction.

Winnie’s gaze turned icy as she looked at them as if to ask, “Well? Still going?”

Nadine wanted to say no but feared losing face as if admitting she’d been scared off.

Tugging at Leonie’s arm, she retreated and muttered weakly, “I don’t care. I still want to go. Mom, don’t hold me back.”

Leonie looked at Nadine, who clearly no longer wanted to go but was putting on a brave face for Winnie. She softened and decided to play along, holding Nadine back, “Let’s not go. I can’t let anything happen to you.”

Nadine squared her shoulders and finally admitted to Winnie, “It’s not that I’m scared. It’s just that you’re stopping me, and that’s why I’m not going.”

Winnie was speechless. If there was peace, that was enough.

As for those who insisted on sending their children on the study tour despite the warnings, Winnie felt that she couldn’t save everyone, and sometimes, words fell on deaf ears. She had offered her protection, and that was all she could do.

She thought that would be the end of it, but that afternoon, the internet exploded with news. “A celebrity medium who had recently made headlines for using her powers to save someone had advised against a prestigious kindergarten’s European trip, citing possible dangers. Her influence was significant, and many parents heeded h pulling their kids from the trip.”

rning, The blogger’s nephew was looking forward to this school trip, but he couldn’t go because of this, and he was still secretly shedding tears at home right now.

The blogger didn’t mean to target anyone specifically, and he was just curious about the existence of supernatural things. It became a trending topic at the moment. They intended to track the outcome of the trip to see if Winnie’s predictions held any truth.

The post quickly went viral, sparking a frenzy of speculation and anticipation for updates. Some mocked the idea, while others eagerly awaited proof of Winnie’s mystical skills. The online community was buzzing, ready to see if there was any substance behind the claim of a looming disaster on the European study tour.

Before long, a user suddenly fired up a live stream, claiming they might have spotted the 11:34 stuff of urban legends, and the infamous luxury preschool tour bus, en route to the airport.

In no time at all, the news had users flocking to the streamer’s channel in droves.

As they joined the live feed, viewers indeed caught glimpses through a roving camera lens of a bus on the move. It was spanking new, adorned with bright and cheerful decals that made it stand out.

Some recognized it immediately, and it was the exclusive bus of the prestigious Emerald Bay Academy for Young Aristocrats.