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

Chapter 621

Chapter 621: You Killed Him, Didn’t You?

Murmurs rose again, hushed and uneasy. Somto had not come with them.

And at the center of it all sat Nnenna, upright in her chair, her expression unreadable as she met their stares head on.

Obinna broke the silence. He straightened his shoulders and moved forward, it fell on him to greet them, since Somto... hadn’t come.

"Welcome to Lionara, Prince Carl, Prince Arthur, Dr. Darius." His voice was steady, respectful.

The three gave him brief nods, acknowledgment without ceremony.

Then his eyes found Nnenna.

A soft smile touched his face, not betraying his surprise at sight of the wheelchair. "Welcome home, Nnenna. We missed you."

Her chest pinched. For a second, she froze. But then she remembered, Obinna had already begun treating her differently before she left for Lionara. Kinder. Gentler. She never understood why.

Still, respect deserved respect. She dipped her head slightly. "It’s good to be home."

"Welcome back!" Ebere stepped forward and bent down to wrap her in a hug, warmth cutting through the heavy air.

a light pat. Playful as

slipping out before she could stop it. "I missed you

rude. Her eyes narrowed on Nnenna, the disdain in her voice barely hidden. She

forward, answering before Nnenna could even open her mouth. "I think we should go inside first," he said gently, though the tightness in his

Chioma lowered her gaze, the edge in her voice

dismissed the remaining members

king’s return already weighed heavily on them, Somto’s closest friends were here,

guide the kingdom, even from afar. But for more than six months now, his

for years. Yet

into the dining hall, insisting they must be hungry after the long journey. But when they arrived, no one took

her voice low, her hands gripping the arms of her wheelchair as if drawing strength from them. She had braced herself for this moment, but as silence

Minutes stretched.

shoulder and stepped forward. "I’ll say

sit first." he guessed at the dinning table

hall was unusually still. Even the faint clink of cutlery had been muted, as if the family themselves knew what was coming. Carl drew in a breath, his tone steady, though

know. "He was one of the most loyal

The words fell heavy.

at his sides, knuckles pale, though his face remained unreadable. The discipline in him

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