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

Chapter 645: Why Her Again?

Some leaned forward; others raised their phones to record. It wasn’t just another contestant anymore, it was her.

Everyone had been waiting for this one.

On the judges’ panel, Chinyere immediately adjusted her glasses, a small, knowing smile forming on her face. "This should be interesting," she murmured to Hannah.

Hannah nodded slowly, folding her hands together. "I’ve watched all her exams so far. She always surprises me. Her thinking isn’t just sharp, it’s... different."

Clifford leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Strategy, hmm? Let’s see if her reputation holds up."

The camera feeds online flickered with activity. Comments flooded in from watchers across the academy and beyond:

@mylifemyrules: Finally! The White Princess is up!

@ifitsnoturgentleaveit: This is the one I’ve been waiting for.

@dontlookatme: Bet she outsmarts everyone again!

@Whitefamilyno.1fan: Team Nnenna, let’s go!

Up in the audience, her family from Prigrian sat in quiet pride. King White’s calm, composed demeanor didn’t hide the faint gleam of pride in his eyes. Queen White clasped her hands together, whispering a brief prayer under her breath.

Beside them, Ava smiled softly, her expression a blend of affection and fierce confidence "Don’t worry Mom. She’s ready for this."

Arthur sat straighter as his student stepped into the spotlight. His expression didn’t change much, but those who knew him well could see the faintest shift, the quiet, unspoken trust in his eyes.

Carl whistled under his breath. "Show them what you’ve got, Nnenna."

"Let’s see the evidence of the past few months." Darius whispered his eyes not leaving the stage.

Down in the lower stands, George, sitting a few seats away from Linda, tried to maintain a neutral expression, but there was a flicker in his gaze, the kind that betrayed both curiosity and something more personal. After Linda’s stunning performance, all eyes were on him too.

And then she appeared.

Nnenna walked up to the stage with calm, deliberate steps. Her posture was straight, confident but not arrogant.

She paused for a moment, scanning the audience. Her gaze traveled through the hall, absorbing every flicker of light, every expectant face, until her eyes met those who mattered most.

Her adopted parents, King and Queen White. Ava. Arthur. Carl. Darius. George.

Each face carried a different meaning. Support. Trust. Challenge. History.

The air thickened with anticipation as the MC turned to the panel.

"Judges ready?"

"Ready," they replied in unison.

MC declared, "you may

bold white letters.

wasn’t just

from a distance, students of Strategy in the audience could tell it was far beyond the

a master’s degree level material, something

through the

"Wait... what?" someone whispered.

fair, why’s

mix up the

the judges exchanged

the question again. "That’s... advanced," he muttered.

Hannah turned sharply to Chinyere. "Was

fixed on the stage. Her eyes narrowed slightly, but her tone was calm. "Let’s see how

the audience, murmurs grew restless. The camera drones caught every flicker of

scenario. They’re setting her

isn’t right,

it’s Miss White... she

flickering for the briefest second. Her brows knit together as she read the problem, an advanced situational analysis requiring simultaneous tactical

She could tell.

This wasn’t normal.

wanted her to

sat back slowly, his fingers tightening

White exhaled deeply but didn’t move. "She’s Nnenna,"

her lip. "They’re testing

gaze darkened slightly, though his voice stayed level.

on the other hand was furious. He turned to Carl. "Can’t

don’t think I should. I believe

have to trust that she’s

eyes glimmered with satisfaction. She knew exactly why the question was so hard, because she had made

see you handle that,

But Nnenna didn’t panic.

deeply as the timer began ticking down. The audience whispered anxiously, but her calm presence slowly began to silence them. She took a few long seconds, studying every aspect of the question, then closed

voices echoed in her

of everything matters. It’ll always help you when things

she opened her eyes again, her gaze

breaking it down into manageable parts. Her strategy wasn’t rushed; it was deliberate, precise, like watching

spoke, she adjusted her tone to explain each reasoning layer, connecting moral logic to tactical foresight, leadership to human emotion. By the midpoint, the room was utterly silent. Even those who didn’t understand half of what

actually doing it," he said

nodded, smiling faintly. "No panic.

curved into a quiet, approving

slowly, some of the tension easing

glistening with quiet pride. Ava grinned, whispering, "She’s doing

Carl replied with a