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 wouldn't want too many visitors since you

warm laugh, "I hope you don't mind, but I felt very strongly that we all had to come and see

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

no warmth, only an undercurrent of rivalry and something

her charade with an air 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 becoming so

wrapped in sweetness, but the truth behind them was as sour as

so called sister? The only importance she had was keeping things running smoothly

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

her nerves was the vague unease

seem meek or subservient anymore. That change only added to the discomfort

smiling, she decided she would find a way

one else in the room missed the venom hiding beneath her syrupy tone. 'She loves this,' Nnenna thought. 'This girl

it wasn't just about control; it was the sheer delight

her joy, an ugly joy that only someone

merely a servant to her, Nnenna was worse, someone she

can't wait for you to come back home, sister!" Ebere chimed. "When you do, I'll

won't actually cook it. I'll have the servants make it, of course. Or, better yet, maybe

room fell silent at her mocking words, though no one dared speak. This kind of