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

flickered, and the next question appeared in bold white letters. The moment it did, the entire hall

just

of Strategy in the audience could tell it

a master’s degree level material, something that could stump even

rippled through the

"Wait... what?" someone whispered.

fair, why’s hers so

mix up the

the judges exchanged

frowned, leaning forward to read the question again. "That’s... advanced," he muttered. "This wasn’t

turned sharply to Chinyere. "Was this

on the stage. Her eyes narrowed slightly, but her tone

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

level scenario. They’re setting her up

This isn’t right, she’s still Year

But it’s Miss White... she might actually pull it

Nnenna stood at the center of the stage, her expression flickering for the briefest second. Her brows knit together as

She could tell.

This wasn’t normal.

wanted her

it all. King White sat back slowly, his fingers tightening on his armrest. "That’s beyond her level," he said in a

but didn’t move. "She’s Nnenna," she said quietly. "She’ll find

tensely, bit her lip. "They’re testing her beyond

darkened slightly, though his voice stayed level.

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

Carl replied slowly, "but I don’t

just have to trust that she’s

glimmered with satisfaction. She knew exactly why the

see you handle

But Nnenna didn’t panic.

ticking down. The audience whispered anxiously, but her calm presence slowly began to

echoed

of everything matters. It’ll always help you when

her eyes again, her

with steady confidence, outlining her understanding of the scenario before breaking it down into manageable parts. Her strategy wasn’t rushed; it was deliberate, precise, like watching someone untangle

human emotion. By the midpoint, the room was utterly silent. Even those who didn’t understand half of what she said could feel her

first. "She’s... actually doing it," he

panic. No stumbles. Just

lips curved into a quiet, approving smile. "Now

White exhaled slowly, some of the tension easing from

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

you guys." Carl replied with a soft