Wilhelmina smiled, “If he goes back like this, the whole school will know what happened and who did it. I don’t think such a dishonorable act will give people a good impression of Annabel.”
“What does this have to do with my sister?”
Wilhelmina shook her head, “We’re in this together. How can you still not understand? We’re on the same boat.”
I bet if Annabel finds out, she’ll be furious. So don’t embarrass our family anymore. Let this kid be!”
Georgiana pressed her lips together, her face pale and eyes fierce. But Wilhelmina wasn’t afraid; she knew Georgiana would think it through.
After a moment, Georgiana stepped back and told the boys, “Let’s leave.”
Watching her cousin and her followers walk away, Wilhelmina looked down at the boy still kneeling on the ground.
“Isn’t the ground cold?” she asked.
The boy looked up and glared at her, showing no gratitude. He tried to stand, but his leg gave way, and he fell again.
“Injured?” Wilhelmina frowned, her tone cold. “Shall I help you to the school infirmary?”
The boy stared at her like a wounded leopard, unappreciative of her offer.
“Shut up!” he said angrily.
Wilhelmina smiled wryly. A car horn sounded behind them. The two children moved aside as a silver-gray vehicle passed by. The familiar color and logo surprised Wilhelmina. “Isn’t that…”
Before she could finish, the car stopped, and the young master of the Selberg family stepped out.
“Did you encounter any difficulties, Your Highness?” Albert said, shaking out a large cape as he approached.
“My cousin… my friend fell, sir,” Wilhelmina said with a smile, using court language. “Your arrival is truly timely.”
Could you help take us to the school infirmary? Or perhaps take him to the infirmary and then take me to the cafeteria?”
Albert listened to the girl’s words and smiled warmly. His driver helped carry Patrick, and he wrapped Wilhelmina Mina in his cape.
“Of course, I’m happy to serve you, Your Highness. It’s so cold; you mustn’t catch a chill. Let’s talk in the car.”
In the spacious car, Patrick huddled in a blanket, his eyes wary and cold, while Wilhelmina Mina drank a cup of hot milk tea and sighed, “I don’t know how to thank you, Young Master Albert.”
