Chapter 23: Pretense 1

"Hey! What do you mean by that?" Ikenna asked, his tone rising in indignation. "How do you even know about that? So, you've been monitoring us? I can't believe you actually planted your people in my hospital!"

Somto remained calm, letting Ikenna rant.

"And what's worse, you two must've been in on this! Did you know he was going to ban me from his room? It's not fair! I'm his doctor, the reason he's even alive right now, and yet, he's barring me from his room!"

Ikenna's frustration bubbled over as he continued. "And let's not even talk about the fact that I still can't figure out why he doesn't want to recover.

Probably because he's still holding out hope for that girl you both keep looking for! It's been years, she might even be dead by now!"

As soon as those words left Ikenna's mouth, the entire atmosphere shifted. A cold chill swept through the hallway, and for a moment, he thought it came from Somto.

But no, it wasn't Somto. It was the man on a wheelchair across the hall.

Four's voice cut through like a blade.

"What did you just say?"

Ikenna turned toward the voice, startled. He stumbled over his words, trying to clarify. "I didn't mean that! She's not dead. I mean, I didn't say she was dead, did I? Did you hear me say she was dead?" His eyes darted to Somto, searching for support.

Somto "..."

Four "..."

who sat on a wheelchair motionless, his presence commanding. Without a word, Somto

left no room for

the environment was safe before anyone spoke. They remained silent, their instincts telling them to

room. Without bothering to knock, Chidera shoved the door open, his actions brash and careless as

in the room, the sort that spoke of years

sign of discomfort. She hadn't covered herself properly with

help. They stood there, their gazes indifferent, as if the scene before them was just another trivial

Wake up! We came here to see you, and you're sleeping?" the first

startled Nnenna awake. She jerked upright, her breathing uneven as she tried

darted around the room in confusion until they finally focused on the six figures standing before

them, bewildered. What

expression soft as if she truly cared. She spoke in a gentle, almost rehearsed tone, her eyes briefly glancing at the King as if trying to make an

began, her voice laced with false concern. "We were

Nnenna's tired eyes narrowed slightly. She had heard

adjust Nnenna's pillow,

the woman's movements, her mind spinning. 'She's a Queen, yet she's acting like this? Maybe the stage would suit her better. She

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