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

Chapter 472: I Don’t Remember Asking For An Explanation

The young man went on, his voice gaining confidence. "It’s obvious you won’t go far in life if you keep behaving this way."

His words hung in the air, sharp and heavy.

Elder Knox’s expression darkened ever so slightly, a faint crease appearing between his brows. It was clear he did not approve of his grandson’s arrogance, but he didn’t speak up yet.

"Oh?" Carl’s calm voice broke the charged silence. He shifted in his seat and turned to look at the young man, his gaze unreadable. "You think my sister will not go far in life?"

His tone was so mild, so matter of fact, that for a moment it almost sounded like he was simply curious. The tension eased, just a little, because everyone guessed Carl couldn’t possibly be angry over something so trivial.

After all, she was just a girl, and the people being disrespectful were the celebrated children of the Minister of Foreign Affairs and Elder Knox’s grandchildren. No one would expect Carl to care enough to—

"Get out."

The words fell into the room like a boulder dropped into still water.

For a heartbeat, no one moved.

Everyone, except Elder Knox, stared at Carl in disbelief, including Nnenna herself.

She hadn’t supported the rude behavior, and she also hadn’t planned to "humble" herself before them either.

She was just prepared to stay calm, maybe ignore them, and if they pushed too far, she would deal with it in her own way, without causing any trouble for Carl.

hadn’t

man out like it was the easiest thing in the world. Openly offending them

silence. Inside, she cursed her idiot brother for speaking out of turn, completely forgetting she was the one who started

could not afford to offend Carl, even if they were the children of the Minister of Foreign Affairs and Elder Knox’s grandchildren. Carl was the heir to Riverum, a dominion just as powerful as Prigrian itself. Even

underestimating how much this girl meant

backtrack, but she had to do it

her tone suddenly composed. "It’s

gaze on Carl and inclined her head

of us

diplomatic, an elegant attempt to smooth over the tension while subtly excusing

Stephanie went on, her tone

delicately, measuring Carl’s unreadable

she said, offering a refined, practiced smile that didn’t quite reach

fully to face Carl now, her chin lifting just enough

concerned," she added in a careful voice. "This conversation is sensitive, after all. He didn’t mean

cool the atmosphere without sounding

had little to do with this girl. She

beat the dog, you must first consider

to be

head, the gesture perfectly measured, respectful

Carl would weigh her grandfather’s powerful position, her own long years of camaraderie with him, and

Or so she hoped.