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

Chapter 550: Happy to See Someone You Tried to Kill?

"I’ve learned enough to see the truth when it’s right in front of me."

Somto’s mouth pressed into a thin line. He tried to speak, "I’m not—" but the words died before they left his tongue.

The lie was already cracked wide open.

Arthur, silent as ever, was still watching her. His expression hadn’t changed, but his eyes had that subtle sharpness, like he was filing away every detail of this moment.

Somto finally voiced the question both men were thinking.

"...How do you know?"

"Obviously because I—"

Nnenna’s mouth snapped shut.

Oh no. She had been this close to blurting out the truth about the Love System.

What a rookie mistake.

Not only would they probably never believe her, she wasn’t even sure she wanted them to know.

"I... I—" she stammered, the sudden hesitation drawing even more curious stares from the two men.

Somto glanced at Arthur again, silently asking the same question, What on earth is so hard for her to say?

Then, like a puzzle piece clicking into place, the thought hit him.

Wait... could it be?

you... take our pulse when we were still unconscious?" Somto asked, his voice

into year four as a medical student. Checking a patient’s pulse without equipment was second nature, Carl did it all

realization passing through them. She had indeed woken

Nnenna froze. "...Uhm."

to lie. But telling

"I... uhm..."

Whoosh!

slid open without warning. All three turned instantly, sharp gazes locking on the

wasn’t striking, but there was something in

Arthur. General Somto. Princess Nnenna," he greeted with a polite nod. "Good

you separate rooms, but our queen felt princess Nnenna

there was a trace

why we were kidnapped, or what? You spent too many

flinch. If anything, his expression remained politely

have your answers. Shall we?" He gestured

of them exchanged quick glances. After a brief moment

the man into a corridor lined with walls that gleamed faintly under the

echoed on polished marble floors, broken only by the faint rustle of distant activity. The hall

sculptures that weren’t just beautiful, but carried a quiet weight, the kind

briefly, catching the faint shimmer of motion sensors before letting his gaze drift casually forward. Nnenna took it all in silently, her mind working

the elevator, sleek, with a mirrored interior that reflected their expressions back at them. The ride down was smooth, almost too smooth, as if the entire building

greeted them. The air here was cooler, scented with something floral and faintly sweet. They stepped into another corridor, shorter this time, leading to tall double doors inlaid with

whooshed open with ease as they approached, and the dining hall

and airy, with a vaulted ceiling supported by elegant pillars. Crystal chandeliers bathed the room in warm light, casting faint rainbows on the long table set with precision. Silver cutlery gleamed against

end of the table, on the main seat, sat a woman. She looked young, but there was nothing soft about her presence. Her posture was straight,

as they entered. Her eyes scanned the group briefly,

heartbeat, her expression faltered, almost as if she had seen a ghost. Then,