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

Chapter 612: Charming Intro

At first glance, he was striking, tall and lean, with sharp, high cheekbones, a long straight nose, and pale gray blue eyes framed by dark brows, the kind that made his expressions seem naturally intense. It was softened only by the kind of smile that screamed I’ve gotten away with this before.

Very handsome, no doubt. The kind of man who probably made girls giggle without even trying. But to Nnenna, used to Arthur’s carved from stone composure and Carl’s effortless confidence, this stranger’s charm felt... cheap. Flashy. Like a sparkler compared to steady firelight.

She wheeled closer, the soft hum of her chair and faint roll of wheels against tile catching the attention of the men.

"Nnenna," Carl said first, hesitating as if he hadn’t expected her so soon.

"Good morning, people." She gave them all a small wave before nodding toward the unfamiliar man, whose eyes had been scanning her with an amused, mischievous glint ever since she entered. "And who’s this?"

"He’s—" Arthur began, but the stranger cut him off smoothly.

"I’m Darius," he said, springing to his feet with the reflexes of someone who never missed a chance to perform. In two strides, he was at her side.

Before Nnenna could even register what was happening, he caught her right hand and bowed slightly, brushing a soft kiss across the back of it.

"Pleased to meet you, Nnenna."

What the freak? Nnenna blinked, frozen for a few seconds in sheer disbelief not noticing the annoyed reactions from the others in the hall.

Arthur’s chair scraped sharply against the floor, dragging her attention back. His voice was low, dangerous.

"Try that again, and you can leave this castle without those lips."

folded, rolled his eyes like

it’s Her Highness to you," he muttered pointedly,

Nanny wasn’t far from his reaction. Unconsciously, she smacked her forehead and groaned, muttering something about some idiot

her hand back, staring at it like it had just been contaminated. "Wow. Bold much?" she deadpanned, her lips twitching between a

wider, undeterred, clearly used to reactions

danger in the room. He raised both hands in mock surrender,

a good impression when meeting my new

Nnenna’s eyebrows shot up, her tone

didn’t even need the heat system to tell her, she could feel the freeze. Slowly, she turned her head and spotted the source:

or stupid, didn’t flinch. He

a little too well. So they brought me in to, you know... pick

voice cut through the air like a blade, his glare promising actual violence if Darius kept running his

seemingly unbothered by the threat, only for the housekeeper to clear his

his eyes, "the

smugly, clearly

grudging glance at Carl. "Who asked His Royal Highness to go pick up another specialty in psychiatry

an annoying fly buzzing in his ear. "Jealousy doesn’t suit you,"

because I’m capable. You know I am. So maybe you two should stop glaring daggers and actually let

expression hovering somewhere between amusement and irritation. "Wow. So you’re a psychiatrist? Charming intro. Really professional," she said dryly, crossing

her breath, "Lord preserve us... if this is the best they’ve got, she’ll need therapy after

fists clenched tighter. Carl, still calm but visibly annoyed, let out the faintest sigh, clearly wondering if bringing Darius here