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

Chapter 568: Is My Brother Coming?

"Wow. Are you guys psychically connected or something?" she blurted out, surprised.

Carl chuckled, amused. "No. If we were, he would have come here himself. He sent you here because he knew that, deep down, you already knew the right thing to do. You just needed a little push in the right direction. I’m glad you made the right choice."

"Me too," Nnenna said softly, then walked out of the room.

She wandered down the hallway, her mind already busy. Where do I even start to find the person poisoning Carl? Her steps grew aimless until she realized she had been walking a long time without seeing anyone.

"I should have asked for directions..." she muttered, facepalming. Looking back, she realized she did not even know the way to Carl’s room anymore. "Great. Just great."

As she stood there, still thinking, a gentle, aged voice interrupted.

"Who are you? Are you lost, dear?"

Nnenna turned to see a middle aged woman approaching. Despite her age, she looked healthy, well cared for, her uniform similar to the housekeeper’s.

"I’m Nnenna. And yes, I’m lost. Can you take me to the housekeeper?"

"You’re who?" The woman’s eyes widened as she studied Nnenna’s face more closely. "You... you’re here." Her tone shifted, her gentleness slipping for just a moment.

Nnenna caught it, sharp senses instantly alert.

But the woman quickly softened again. "Ah, I remember his Highness adopted a young girl. So you’re the one? Welcome, dear!" She pulled Nnenna into an excited hug.

seeing you for so long. I only gave birth to boys, and I’ve always wanted a girl. When I heard his highness had adopted a younger sister, I was the happiest. I’m the housekeeper’s wife, you can call

let out a small breath of relief. "Uhm...

is the woman who protected Carl when his parents died,"

my room," she explained. "Carl said I should find the housekeeper, but I got

that’s nothing, dear. Come, I’ll show you the

would. Nnenna hesitated, then did not pull away. This woman was as good as one of Carl’s mothers, it felt right to hold on to

roundabout paths and pointing things

"And here’s your room."

in front of a door at the far end of

quick mental

hesitation slipping into her

elderly woman turned with her usual gentle

closer to Carl’s room. That way, I can look after him better," Nnenna suggested. She could

about that, child. Plenty of people, including me, are watching over him. And besides—" her smile widened, "—he spent so much time designing this room

paused, torn. "...You’re right," she finally sighed. "I’ll be fine from here. You can go back to what you were

the door

Carl designed especially for me... It has to be amazing,

swept around, heart

draped in deep velvet. A royal guest room through and through. But as her

she had imagined. It was elegant, yes, but it didn’t

chosen this space for her, then it was fine. She smiled faintly. No worries. I’ll like it just the way it