They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
Chapter 122 - 122 Shut

Chapter 122: Shut Chapter 122: Shut *smack* The sudden smack on the backs of their heads snapped them out of it.

“What are you waiting for?” the old man scolded, though his voice was light.

“Thank Nnenna!” His words jolted them.

It wasn’t even a harsh reminder, it was just that he, too, was still so shocked that it had taken him this long to say anything.

“Thank you, Nnenna.

But how did you manage to do it?” the brothers asked, feeling like they had a right to know.

Nnenna simply looked at them.

“I can’t tell you that,” she said calmly.

“Just know that after this year, everything will go back to the normal price of 3 million liores.

But by then, the business would have already taken off.” She then turned to the old man.

“Grandpa,” she called, “it’s getting late.

I have to go.” That was when the old man remembered, this was around the same time she had left the previous day.

“Okay, okay,” he said, then suddenly frowned.

“But you haven’t eaten yet.

You should eat first.” Knowing he wouldn’t take no for an answer, Nnenna followed them back to the makeshift shop under the tree and had a meal while the old man’s sons busied themselves moving their things to the new shop.

By the time she was done eating, the sun was already beginning to set.

“Grandpa, I really should head back now,” she informed him.

It was already 5:00 p.m., and she needed to rest a bit before her lesson with Lady Rose.

She helped them move a few more things before finally setting off toward the castle.

As she made her way through the secret passageway, a strange feeling crept up her spine.

It still felt like someone was watching her.

She glanced around but saw nothing out of the ordinary.

Maybe it’s just my mind playing tricks on me, she thought, shaking off the unease.

After all, Little Sweetie had already reassured her that no one, except the girl who discovered the passage, knew about this place.

Or at least…

that’s what she had been told.

Nnenna returned to her room, exhausted but determined to take a quick power nap, even just 30 minutes would help her stay awake during Lady Rose’s stitching lessons.

Just as she was about to rest her head on the pillow, a knock sounded at the door.

She frowned.

Who could that be?

She had barely seen any of her family members in the past two days.

None of them had bothered to check on her or ask what she was doing.

If anything, they were probably happy that she wasn’t around to take her lessons seriously.

Sighing, she got up and opened the door, half expecting an update from Little Sweetie.

But instead of her friend, she found one of the head servants standing there.

The woman, who was in charge of cleaning, looked at Nnenna with a cold, unreadable expression, there was no sign of respect in her eyes.

“Nnenna, you missed today’s cleaning,” she stated bluntly.

“In fact, you haven’t participated for days now.” Nnenna “…” The servant crossed her arms.

“I let you rest since you were in a coma, but I think you’ve had enough rest.

Follow me now, we left your part of the work for you.” The servant was so busy running her mouth that she completely missed the look on Nnenna’s face, the “What in the world is this woman even saying?” expression.

She kept talking, waving her hand for Nnenna to follow, acting like she had any authority over her.

Nnenna?

She didn’t argue.

Didn’t even spare her a second glance.

Instead, she simply shut the door right in her face.

Click.

She locked it.

Then, with the grace of someone who had just handled an insignificant nuisance, she turned around, climbed onto her bed, and went back to sleep.

The head servant: “…” Silence.

For a long moment, the servant just stood there, staring at the door, completely stunned.

Did… did the princess just ignore her?

No, not just ignore her.

She had straight-up dismissed her.

She had heard the rumors.

The whispers that Princess Nnenna had changed ever since she woke up from the coma.

That she was no longer the weak, obedient girl who let people trample all over her.

But experiencing it firsthand?

It hit different.

And it was infuriating.

The last time a servant skipped their duties, the housekeeper had raged.

The maids in charge had practically begged for mercy.

Yet here was Nnenna, blatantly ignoring her responsibilities like she was above them.

And even worse?

The king wasn’t forcing her to work anymore.

The servant clenched her fists.

No.

This wouldn’t stand.

She would have to find another way to put Nnenna back in her place.

Now that Nnenna had been absent from meals for the past two days, and the king hadn’t even bothered to ask about her, the servants knew she was no longer in the spotlight like before.

Perfect.

It meant they could start pulling her back into their control, coaxing her into working for them again, just like before.

But then, she shut the door in their faces.

Without a word.

Without a care.

Like they were nothing.

The head servant stood there, still frozen in disbelief.

Then, her expression twisted into something dark.

Who does she think she is?

Just because she was going to be announced at the ball, did she really believe she was part of the royal family now?

That she was better than them?

She needed a reminder.

A lesson in exactly who she was.

Not a princess.

Not special.

Just one of them.

A girl who happened to share the royal family’s last name, nothing more.

The head servant’s lips curled into a sinister smirk as she turned on her heel and walked away.

Thirty minutes later, a sharp knock jolted Nnenna awake, before her alarm clock even had the chance.

She groaned, rubbing her eyes.

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