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

Chapter 81: Beg Me Chapter 81: Beg Me The housekeeper responded, his tone unwavering, not sparing a glance at Queen Chioma’s displeased expression.

“The servants are hired to do their jobs.

If they’re not doing them, I’ll fire the lot of them,” he said bluntly before turning away to over see the maids clearing the table.

Queen Chioma “…” Queen Chioma was left momentarily speechless, her jaw tightening as she watched him leave.

She couldn’t let this slide.

The girl’s behavior was growing bolder, and if she didn’t address it now, Nnenna might become uncontrollable.

She straightened herself, her tone icy yet firm.

“You are right.

But Nnenna, you were supposed to assist your sister and help her prepare this morning.

You didn’t show up for that either.

The chores may belong to the servants, but serving your sister is your responsibility,” she said, her voice laced with disapproval.

Nnenna paused, tilting her head slightly as if trying to process the statement.

“Oh?

I didn’t realize that, Mother.

I’ve always helped Sister because we’re only two sisters, and I thought it was something I did out of kindness, not obligation.” Her expression remained calm, but her voice carried an undertone of quiet defiance.

“I assumed her personal servants were already taking care of everything.

Since she didn’t ask for my help this morning, I didn’t think it was necessary to involve myself.” Queen Chioma blinked, momentarily thrown off by Nnenna’s composed and logical response.

mouth to retort, but Nnenna’s calm gaze held steady, as though

realize that this version of Nnenna was no longer

“Do

servants need to be told their job before they

you mean by ‘I didn’t

day, I don’t want the servants; I want you!” Her voice was sharp, almost a shout, drawing

opportunity to reinforce

her previously picked utensils down carefully again, her expression calm but her

must be joking,” she began,

daughters of the Achebe royal family,

world, we are seen as twins,

decreed it so, not

I am the second sister does not mean I am your servant.”

you suggesting that royals

unworthy that one of

what you’re

our father, the king, is not worthy of his throne either.” King Ikechukwu “??!” Her words hung heavy in the air, a challenge that no one at

room fell into a tense silence, with Ebere glaring daggers at her

to intervene, but even she hesitated, unsure how to

leaned back in her chair, her calm composure

things for you out of kindness before, Sister, but

I will not allow myself to be treated as

assigned to you.” The subtle power shift in the room was undeniable, and

this point, the king, who had been silent,

he found himself silently

take on the roles of servants when the palace was

expression softened, though he remained quiet, observing the

the shift in his demeanor, Nnenna

and continued

the past, Sister,