They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 13: The Twin of his daughter?

The sharp tone stopped her in her tracks, its chill enough to send a shiver down her spine. But this was Nnenna, and she had come prepared with a thick skin. A voice like that wouldn't scare her off.

The director, Ikenna however, was unfazed. "Don't mind him," he said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "He's always moody. Come on in."

Another sharp voice followed, colder and more authoritative. "Ikenna, are you going over me now?"

The tension in the air was palpable, but Ikenna didn't even flinch. "Yes, I'm going over you," he replied with an easy smile, his tone light but unapologetic. "And what can you do about it? You can't even walk yet."

Ignoring the glare directed his way, Ikenna took Nnenna's hand and guided her deeper into the room.

As they entered, Nnenna finally got a clear look at the man from the day before. For a moment, her breath caught as her eyes took in his face.

It was sharp, chiseled, and undeniably handsome. His piercing gaze held a mixture of cold detachment and restrained intensity, drawing her in despite herself.

It took her a second to recover from her surprise, but when she did, she spoke calmly. "You're quite handsome. You don't seem like you're from this kingdom either."

Her observation hung in the air, her voice steady despite the tension around her.

Her quick recovery left both men momentarily stunned. Nnenna, completely unaware of their reactions, grabbed a chair and plopped down casually, as though it were her own living room.

"So, what are we playing? Who won this game? Should we start another one?" she asked, her voice light and filled with curiosity.

Ikenna "..."

Four "..."

raised her head to look at the two men, tilting it slightly in

Four, however, redirected his focus back to

a familiar sound proved that Four

Ding!

your mind. You thawed

muttered. At first, the number felt laughably small for the monumental task ahead of

had to thaw 5 percent of his heart,

tightened with a spark of something, pride. It was progress. The smallest step, yes, but proof that she could move

I can melt 0.05 percent, then I'll just keep going.

didn't answer, but she felt its presence settle back into silence,

curiosity as he studied her closely. "You're not infatuated with his face. Most women, especially girls your age, usually

against the table, crossing his

fifth child of King Achebe was proving to be quite the anomaly. He couldn't remember the last time someone

the world doesn't know about this fifth child? The twin of

man, Four, was undeniably good looking, but she didn't see why that

many women fawned over Four's striking looks alone, she might have been shocked

she treated him was nothing short of a miracle

sharp eyes flicked across the chessboard, already

register the conversation happening around him, or