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

Chapter 537: You Keep Looking at That Girl

Arthur’s voice, cold but steady, from the car that morning.

"I’m your sensei.

You don’t have to be nervous."

Nnenna’s spine straightened.

"That’s right," she whispered under her breath. "I can do this."

Her name was called, alongside Nicholas’s.

Cheers rippled through the audience.

"She made it this far? I didn’t think she would survive the top six."

"Nicholas will finish it here."

"Don’t be so sure. Did you see what she did to Adam?"

"She’s like a cute assassin. You never see it coming."

As she turned toward the stage, Nnenna’s gaze briefly flicked to the judges’ platform, and froze.

Arthur’s eyes were already on her. They softened, not with surprise, not with confusion, but with something reassuring.

Belief.

He didn’t nod or smile, but he didn’t need to. Nnenna understood him now.

She was about to turn away when the sound of shifting feet and surprised gasps swept across the arena. Heads turned toward the entrance.

More figures were entering.

Somto. Carl. And several high ranking officials.

Their presence was magnetic. Conversations paused. The energy in the room changed.

"Is that...?"

"It’s General Somto!"

Prince Carl too?! Why are

Ava’s isn’t in year three martial art right?

stage, Nnenna looked to them with wide

and warm. A

in his pockets, and mouthed "You’ve got this" like it was a

They kept

her chest, she stepped

on her. The tip of his pen hovered, unmoving. His chin rested on his hand, but his jaw had subtly tensed. His eyes did not follow Nicholas, did

Onyedika noticed this from the beginning of the exam. At first

toward

amused. "She’s promising, no doubt. Third place out of all the year three students is impressive... but this

didn’t respond at

without looking his way, he said quietly,

Cold, clipped, just

heavier, like they weren’t just words,

taken off

wasn’t like Arthur.

studied the younger man’s face again, still

the trace of something

Confidence. And maybe... pride?

Elder Onyedika murmured,

the side,

silence. His focus. The subtle softness

For her?

eyes narrowed. Jealousy curled cold and sharp in her

her arms and scoffed under her

his attention now. She won’t have his approval after Nicholas finishes

to Nicholas, who

said under her breath, just

of Arthur’s attention. But no matter what she did, it always came back to that person.

showing expressions, actual expressions, for

wanted to move on... shouldn’t it be with her? Stephanie. The one who had stayed. The one who had waited. Not some random girl who just dropped

to make things worse,

with that soft, warm expression that used to be reserved for

to be reserved

they as colleagues, maybe friends had never