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.

Carl hadn’t

out like it was the easiest thing in the world. Openly offending them in front of their celebrated grandfather,

stunned silence. Inside, she cursed her idiot brother for speaking out of turn,

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

made was underestimating how much this girl

the situation. She needed to backtrack, but she had to do it carefully, without humiliating herself or

softly, her tone suddenly composed. "It’s alright. Let it

her calm gaze on Carl and inclined her

understand," she continued smoothly, her voice measured. "She doesn’t know any of us yet.

attempt to smooth over the tension while subtly excusing her

and the importance of rankings," Stephanie went on, her tone smooth but

measuring Carl’s

for her to be here, then let her stay," she said, offering a refined, practiced smile that didn’t quite reach her

turned fully to face Carl now, her

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

one designed to cool the atmosphere without

she suspected that Carl’s reaction had little to do with this girl. She was almost certain it was about

beat the dog, you must first consider the owner,

had to

head, the gesture perfectly measured,

camaraderie with him, and their shared history, which surely counted for more than any sibling

Or so she hoped.