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

Chapter 469

Chapter 469: Meaning of True Friendship

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Just...someone who forgot.

And he respected that. He didn’t even have any romantic ideas about her in the first place. She simply seemed like the kind of person who shared his values and goals, someone it would be good to have as a friend.

"Add it now," he said, holding out his hand calmly.

Nnenna blinked, surprised by his direct tone. "Your...your phone number?"

"Now," George repeated, gentler this time but still firm.

She fumbled for her phone, almost dropping it in her rush. Then pulled put the little folded piece of paper she had kept since that first day. Without thinking, she held it up, unfolded it carefully, and keyed in the number written on it.

George watched her fingers moving across the screen. He nodded to himself.

I was right.

She hadn’t thrown the paper away.

Nnenna was honestly surprised by his reaction. He didn’t make a fuss, try to guilt trip her, or twist the situation to make her feel small.

Just simple understanding. In this academy full of nobles who loved to posture and whisper behind people’s backs, it felt almost... refreshing.

Once she entered his phone number into her contact list, she quickly sent him a short message:

"This is Nnenna."

George glanced down, smiled

into his pocket. "I won’t keep

her with the same friendly composure he had shown the first time they

was. She slowly nodded back, watching him go until he disappeared

around one last time, half expecting to see him looking back. But he didn’t. He just kept walking, not

she thought, a small smile

to be friends...maybe

and headed down the hall toward Carl’s office, her steps

a polite nod. The woman glanced up, immediately recognizing her and offering a small smile before

made it clear from the

people seated there. She tried not to pay them any mind as she reached the tall door with its smooth, gleaming

knocked gently, though a bit hurriedly, her heart fluttering from how

came Carl’s calm,

a soft click, the door automatically slid open, recognizing

ago, she might have stopped to stare at the smooth technology that seemed almost alive, doors and lights obeying without a single

blinked. Living on this continent had made

breath, straightened her

closer to Carl’s desk, not even pausing

his. He gestured with a graceful wave of his hand toward a chair set to the side. "Give me a

she wasn’t alone

middle aged men who looked like important officials. And

as if her presence meant nothing. But the younger pair turned to

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