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

Chapter 287

Chapter 287: Poor Imitation of Real Happiness Chapter 287: Poor Imitation of Real Happiness The drive was quiet and awkward.

The driver kept glancing at them through the rearview mirror, but no one spoke.

The city blurred past, closed shops, empty streets, and occasional flickers of streetlamps.

After nearly twenty minutes, the car finally slowed down at a neighborhood on the city’s edge.

But the silence of the ride was shattered by the scene in front of them.

One house stood alive with noise.

Music pounded through huge speakers set up on the lawn.

Flashing lights spilled from the windows, giving the house an eerie, flickering glow.

Laughter and shouting echoed off the nearby houses, but No one said a word.

No neighbors complained.

No lights turned on in protest.

It was like the whole street had agreed to pretend this house didn’t exist.

“That’s the place,” Abuchi said softly.

Karen raised an eyebrow.

“A party?

Seriously?” John frowned.

“This feels like a trap.” “I told you,” Abuchi replied.

“The guy is unpredictable.” The taxi driver scoffed.

“Whatever you all are doing, don’t bring trouble to my car.

I’m leaving.” He didn’t even wait for payment, just drove off as soon as they shut the doors.

Now, standing outside the loud house, the five of them stared ahead, tense.

It was wild.

Out of place.

Suspicious.

And their only option.

mean… this is the place?” Nnenna asked, eyeing the

him here, in the middle of all this madness?” “Yes,” Abuchi

“I know.

he sent

ours,” Nnenna cut

just need to get the fake

it is these lunatics

knitted her eyebrows and stayed quiet, knowing Nnenna

the front door, the bass of

should wait out

“And why is that?”

don’t know who I’m meeting,” Abuchi

at least you’ll have a head start on

“No way.

shady party contact alone.” “Maybe your sister can stay back,” he added, nodding toward

need us.” Abuchi

to wits, fighting instincts, and pure unpredictability, it might actually be his sister he’d need

irony wasn’t lost

Still, he nodded.

“Fine.

them

alcohol, smoke, and too many people in one place hit

of deep bass music, lights flashing across painted faces and glittered

occasional crash of

they weren’t here to

in this kind

here for a

For a shadow.

none of them had ever seen

noticed them

losing themselves

wild shadows on the

tossed around, people yelled

into chairs, others sprawled across couches like royalty in their own

weeks afterward, but only to prove they were there, not because they truly

Nnenna, and the rest stood frozen for a moment, absorbing the chaotic

It was suffocating.

But to them, it looked

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255