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

Chapter 74: Ranting like a Fool Chapter 74: Ranting like a Fool “Almost,” Ifunanya smirked.

“She does have a habit of stirring up trouble, whether she means to or not.” The whispers continued, a low murmur of gossip and speculation filling the hall as Nnenna walked past, her face unreadable.

Let them talk.

Their words were irrelevant.

She had bigger things to worry about.

Soon, they would all see.

For most of the servants, the only reason they ever missed Nnenna was because she used to help them with their work, bending over backward just to please them and carve out a place for herself in the royal family.

But what she never realized was that none of them truly cared for her.

The harder she tried to be accepted, the more they resented her.

How could a girl with no royal blood be called a princess?

“Tch.

Look at her walking in like she owns the place,” a servant muttered under her breath.

“Well, at least now she’s back.

Our work free days are back!” another whispered.

Nnenna heard every word, but she still didn’t flinch.

She had learned long ago that reacting only gave them more power.

Instead, she ignored them, clenched her jaw, and gripped the cold knob of her door.

Just then, the housekeeper walked in, adjusting his coat after putting away the things he had forgotten to pack earlier.

“Nnenna, are you hungry?” he asked gently.

She shook her head, not trusting herself to speak.

“I’ll bring you something anyway,” he said with a small smile, relieved that she seemed unaffected by the whispers floating through the halls.

He wasn’t sure if she was ignoring them or if she had truly grown stronger, but he hoped it was the latter.

As soon as he left, Nnenna stepped inside her room And stopped cold.

place was

books were ripped apart, their torn pages scattered

mattress had been flipped over,

clothes had been dumped carelessly, some stained with ink while others were just

Her heart hardened.

siblings had been

picked up her

was no use crying over

be saved, she

She had expected this.

know was that the girl

an hour to clean up

the shredded books, overturned furniture, and piles

had gathered to watch,

seeing her

would at least

her room, a task given to them by Princess Ebere,

their frustration, Nnenna did

No anger.

No sadness.

No pleading for help.

bag after bag of broken belongings and garbage out into the hall, her

minutes passed, and the

anymore,” one muttered, crossing her

One by one, they lost interest and left, their hopes of seeing

But Ebere remained.

the others, she

She was furious.

had happened, the more

she just take

react?” Her fingers clenched

Enough was enough.

out of the shadows, ready

face carefully arranged into a mask

“Sister!

just heard that you were back!” she said, her

opened her arms, stepping in for

took a step

calm but cautious, her sharp eyes watching Ebere like

almost an hour now,” Nnenna said, tilting her head

just