The small crisis had just passed, and except for the three people who faced the Duke directly, the others did not feel the pressure so intuitively.

Skye was not as relaxed as she seemed.When she let go of her hand that had been clenched into a fist, her palm was sweaty, sticky and uncomfortable.

She found a handkerchief and wiped it casually, and at the same time looked at An with a look of "I really can't believe you" and said, "If I remember correctly, you said before that he has no attack power?"

'He' refers to the Duke.Skye has always had reservations about Anwen's description.What he said always gives people the self-comfort of a terminally ill patient.

After the on-site observation, Skye was even more sure that not only did the Duke not feel lonely because his children were dead, but he was like a king before the upcoming change, full of unwilling resentment.It's aggressive, and someone has to pay the price when he takes a curtain call.The scene just now was just the beginning, far from being able to say who he let go.

Anwen shrugged.He also let out a long breath, looked at the direction where the Duke left, and said with great regret: "That was probably my beautiful delusion."

In the distance, Georgiana, who left from the piano, didn't know what kind of crisis Skye and the others had encountered.

She also listened to Mr. Lawyer describe his piano skills with imperfect embellishments.Wilson's compliment was not a good talker, his description was blunt and tasteless, but it made those who heard it smile knowingly.

"You play very well. If only my sister could play half as well as you."

"Sister?" Georgiana asked curiously. According to what she knew, there were only two younger brothers in Mr. Wilson's family, and no younger sister.

"I'm going to have a younger sister soon." Wilson said with certainty.His mother passed away early, leaving only the three brothers.The stepmother found by the father is about to give birth soon.Therefore, there will be a newborn in the family.

"Why not my brother?" Georgiana asked curiously.

"I've always wanted a sister. Let's just assume that's my wish." Wilson said with a smile, as if he felt a little embarrassed by his words.Or feel inferior that their family is too complicated and chaotic to be worthy of Georgiana.

Anwen finally couldn't stand it anymore.He just looked at Georgiana and the damn lawyer from a distance, and felt that they were too close.The time when he and Georgiana went shopping happily before Christmas are still vivid in his memory, and now everything is back to the original point, he still has to stand and watch Georgiana from a distance.

Anwen took a few steps forward, but was stopped by Skye.

"Fitzwilliam, the cakes there look pretty good." Skye turned to Mr. Darcy and said so.

Mr. Darcy walked away understandingly.Leave a space for the siblings to talk.Or to put it another way, he wants to give Skye some time to persuade Anwen not to disturb Georgiana's relationship.

Although Wilson's family is somewhat complicated, it is generally within an acceptable range.His family lived in London, and the marriage would have no influence on Georgiana.If there were any troubles, Mr. Darcy was sure he could take care of them.

Thinking this way might be a little too urgent.Darcy sincerely hopes that Georgiana can find a suitable home. It will take a long time to heal the wounds in her heart. Darcy can't see such a delicate place, but can feel her sister's depression for a while.

Besides, the cakes might be really good there.Mr. Darcy took the tray, leaving Skye and Unwin behind him.

"Why are you holding me back! This Wilson doesn't look like a good person."

"Do you have any evidence? Anwen, I think I must tell you now, you look like a rascal, just rush up and fight directly, do you think this is possible!" Skye lowered his voice, But it's a warning.

"This man's family relationship is too complicated."

"We've also been described as complicated." Skye didn't accept that reasoning.

After Anwen was interrupted, he calmed down a little bit, and he would only apply a little level when he encountered problems with Georgiana.At this time, he looked at Skye angrily, and complained: "Who are you talking for, do you mean this man is very suitable for Georgiana!"

"That's not what I meant." Skye glanced at Anwen in disgust.She felt that Anwen was simply unable to communicate at this time.Love makes people's IQ drop, and unrequited love is even more so. "You fear he's after Georgiana's money."

"Yes! That's what I mean."

"But Wilson hasn't had contact with other ladies before. Georgiana is the first one, and it's hard for you to prove that he has ulterior motives."

"The first one may be just the beginning. When Wickham cheated on Miss's feelings, there was also the first one who was deceived." Anwen watched Georgiana and Wilson leave the venue hand in hand with great anxiety.

"She's going to get hurt, even if it's my hunch..."

Skye's hand was still holding him tightly, which was more or less a restraint, preventing Anwen from rushing out like a wild horse that had run loose.But that doesn't necessarily work either.

Skye also frowned, and both she and Anwen saw Wilson leading Georgiana to the corridor inside the garden.

"Your face is a little red." Wilson looked at Georgiana.The atmosphere was good enough for them to kiss together, but Wilson said such words in a puzzled manner.

"It's a bit stuffy here."

"We can go outside to get some air..." Wilson said first, but he quickly dismissed his idea: "Wait...it's too cold outside. I think we can find a place with fewer people .”

So he said, and Georgiana agreed.

They walked hand in hand to the vicinity of the corridor.There is always no shortage of servants for such a huge banquet. Although the crowd is gradually leaving, there is not a single person in the corridor.

Wilson really didn't have any bad thoughts.He took Georgiana to a corner with relatively few people, and then the two of them stopped.

"Does this make you feel more comfortable?"

"Much better, thanks."

A banquet away from the hustle and bustle gives people a sense of healing.Georgiana looked at the surrounding environment. There was a portrait of an unknown emperor hanging in the corridor. He was wearing a majestic uniform with accessories on his waist. He stared straight at the people in the corridor, as if he was examining them.

"Oh! Miss Georgiana, what a coincidence."

It did not occur to Georgiana that there would be someone standing in the dark.She was startled, subconsciously took a step back, and bumped into Wilson behind her.

The voice sounded familiar.And as that person walked slowly to the light.Georgiana also recognized his identity—His Royal Highness.

"How did you come to this place? Or are you looking for a room?" The prince's words carried obvious malice.The last time he met Georgiana in the clothing store and was threatened by Anwen, there was always an anger in his heart that could not be vented.

After returning, he broke up with the mistress who asked for the crystal ball, and even at Christmas, he couldn't help but think of Georgiana.It is no exaggeration to say that the most desirable thing is what one cannot get.The prince even dreamed of Georgiana's appearance.

He followed Georgiana right after she and her little boyfriend left.Thinking that they can find some clues to them, who would have thought that this man would be so cowardly and would not want to do anything... How did Georgiana fall in love with this kind of person? Forget it, let's do it myself.

"We just came out to get some air. There is no other meaning." Georgiana frowned. She could see the obvious malice in the prince's eyes, but this is the Duke's residence after all. She hoped that the prince would not do anything that would insult the royal family. Come.

"Take a breath..." the prince repeated Georgiana's words, and he continued to lean towards Georgiana, so close that he could even smell the perfume on Georgiana's body. "Maybe we can find a better place... if you want... um..."

Georgiana felt offended by the sticky aria and bad tone.The portrait hanging on the wall is not known to be the generation of ancestors of the prince. He watched his descendants do such absurd things, and his eyes were still rigid and majestic. On the other hand, the prince was really in the duke's mansion. So molested Georgiana.

"Your Highness..." Wilson said weakly.His voice briefly interrupted the Prince's interest.

The prince looked up and glared at him unhappy.They had never met before, and Wilson even knew the identity of the prince from Georgiana's address just now.Although he loved Georgiana deeply, he didn't have a ten-by-ten understanding of her class.

Even though a large part of his daily work requires him to deal with rich people, this can only help him know a very one-sided part of rich people.For example, he will always be entertained in the living room, and will not go to the golf course, or hunt for banquets.

The title 'Prince' was too harsh for Wilson.He was more out of breath than this banquet.

Love can sometimes dilute many important things, but unfortunately some facts still exist.

The fact is that when Wilson fell in love with Georgiana, he also had to accept the entire class behind her.He was almost overwhelmed by the feeling.Prince... was just the last straw that broke him.

"Please shut up, sir..." The prince obviously saw Wilson's embarrassment.It is almost his instinct to bully the weak and fear the strong. He has seen Wilson's cowardice and anxiety, even if it is hidden in his subtle physical performance, it is still fully exposed when only three people are present.So, the prince ordered him: "Now, please leave, don't disturb me to chat with Miss Georgiana."

"But!"

"Didn't you hear me! Leave!" the prince raised his voice.His expression was a bit ferocious, and all of this gave him the upper hand in his words.

Wilson moved his lips, he looked at Georgiana, she was still beautiful, her eyes were holding back, as if she could speak, but his feet betrayed him first, he started to back away, and decided to leave.

"Wilson!" Georgiana couldn't believe that Wilson just decided to leave.His obedience was unbelievable, even if it was in line with his usual personality, but it didn't change the fact that he left her where she was.

"Sorry... Georgiana, I can't..."

He fears a prince, and fear comes from ignorance.

In the corridor, the footsteps of those who left were getting more and more sparse.Finally, only Georgiana and the prince were left standing very close...

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