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

Chapter 27: Two Faced Sister

The queen's eyes narrowed, her anger barely concealed as she watched Nnenna slip the card under her pillow like it was nothing more than a casual gesture.

Chidera, however, felt oddly satisfied. His lips twitched into a small, awkward smile as he stepped back.

For reasons he couldn't fully articulate, giving her the card felt right, as though he had just fulfilled an obligation he didn't even know he had.

The atmosphere in the room shifted once again. The queen seethed silently, her thoughts racing. 'What is wrong with my children today? First Obinna, now Chidera? Why are they treating this girl like she's worth something?'

Nnenna, on the other hand, remained calm. Beneath her composed exterior, a spark of amusement flickered. 'Good points well spent,' she thought smugly. 'Keep underestimating me. You'll see soon enough.'

The silence stretched, thick with tension, before the queen forced herself to speak again, determined to regain control. "Well, isn't that generous of you, Chidera," she said, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "But remember, darling, there's such a thing as overindulgence."

Nnenna's smile widened slightly. Let her simmer, she thought, settling back into her pillow as though this was all just another ordinary day.

Frustration flickered across the faces of the rest of the family. Their carefully constructed plan to belittle Nnenna seemed to unravel before their eyes.

Ebere, however, was not one to sit idle. She decided to step in, a dazzling smile lighting up her face as she approached Nnenna with deliberate grace.

"Sister," she began, her voice syrupy sweet, "I'm so glad to see you're feeling better now. I wanted to come earlier, but school and other responsibilities kept me so busy.

them you

with a warm laugh, "I hope you don't mind, but I felt

were perfectly practiced, but Nnenna noticed the glint in her sister's eyes. It was a sharp, calculating gleam

claimed to have missed her, Ebere's presence carried no warmth, only an undercurrent of rivalry and something else, jealousy,

of innocence that only the most gullible would believe. "So, I decided, well, rather, I insisted, that we all come here. We've all missed you so much, sister. Honestly, your presence is

was as sour as vinegar. Her lips carried a radiant smile, but her mind was filled

The only importance she

Ebere had grown used to having Nnenna at her beck and call. Without her, things were slightly inconvenient. Nobody else tended to her whims

what truly grated on her nerves was the vague unease she felt,

anymore. That change only added to the

would find a way

her eyes. No one else in the room missed the venom hiding beneath her syrupy tone. 'She loves this,' Nnenna thought. 'This girl thrives on

control; it was the sheer delight of making someone she deemed beneath her

joy, an ugly joy that only someone used to absolute power could

everyone else in the castle was merely a servant to her, Nnenna was worse, someone she could torment personally, someone who was

you do, I'll cook your favorite dish for you!" She

servants make it, of course. Or, better yet, maybe you can cook it yourself! I'll even let you have

mocking words, though no