They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
Chapter 194 - 194 0.0001% Chance

Chapter 194: 0.0001% Chance Chapter 194: 0.0001% Chance There was not even a 0.0001% chance that Carl had been referring to her, someone he had barely spoken to since arriving.

But Ebere, caught up in her emotions, refused to acknowledge this.

She kept complaining, her voice rising with frustration.

“We have to do something about this, Mom!

We have to!” she insisted, her hands clenching into fists.

“What is she trying to prove?

That she’s better than us?

That she’s better than my big brothers too??” The moment those words left her lips, Queen Chioma’s expression darkened further.

It wasn’t just about Ebere’s humiliation or her lost opportunity to shine, no, it was bigger than that.

The thought that even her sons, the princes of Lionara, were now being overshadowed by Nnenna was something she could not tolerate.

On a normal day, it wouldn’t have mattered who was stronger.

But Nnenna wasn’t her blood.

She was adopted.

And no matter how long she had been part of this family, Queen Chioma was not willing to watch someone she had not birthed rise above the children she had.

Her grip tightened on Ebere’s shoulders as she spoke, her voice cold and deliberate.

“You are right, my daughter.

We cannot allow this to continue.” This was getting out of hand.

Queen Chioma had been patient, waiting, watching, but it was time to take action.

Initially, she hadn’t planned to go this far, but now, she had no choice.

The king would be furious if he ever found out.

But he wouldn’t….He wouldn’t be furious at her if he didn’t even know it was her.

Arthur stood in his dimly lit room, ready to take his night bath before diving into his work.

The day had been long, but his mind was sharper than ever.

Just as he reached for his robe, his phone buzzed.

His gaze flicked to the screen, uninterested at first.

But the moment he saw the name flashing on it, his demeanor changed.

He picked up immediately.

The voice on the other end was urgent.

Too urgent.

“Sir, we found something important.” Arthur straightened, his casual stance shifting into rigid attention.

Something important?

His instincts screamed at him to brace himself.

“What is it?” he asked, his voice calm but firm.

The next words sent a chill down his spine.

“Sir, we found evidence that she was adopted… but not by the royal family of Lionara.

She was taken in by another family, on the other side of the mountains, just like we initially suspected.

Nnenna Achebe is not who you think she is.” The words slammed into him like a blow.

Arthur’s breath hitched.

His grip on the phone tightened.

His mind, so sharp, so meticulous, froze.

How?

How was that even possible?

Had he been wrong this entire time?

Every gut feeling, every subtle sign, every flicker of recognition when he properly looked at her, had it all been a lie?

His thoughts spiraled, unraveling like a thread pulled too fast.

“Sir?

Are you there?” The voice cut through his silence.

Arthur swallowed hard.

His jaw clenched so tightly it ached.

The voice on the other end continued, cautious but insistent.

“Do we pursue the evidence further?

It’s a strong lead.” A lead.

One that could either shatter his belief completely or prove it right.

Arthur inhaled deeply, forcing the storm in his mind to settle.

When he spoke, his voice was steady.

Controlled.

“Yes.

Keep digging.

And send me everything you have.” “Understood, sir.” The call ended.

Silence pressed down on him, but it was not the comforting kind.

Arthur slowly lowered the phone.

Then, as if repulsed by it, he threw it aside.

His feet carried him to his desk, but he barely noticed.

His body moved out of habit, but his mind was still trapped in the storm of doubt and disbelief.

He had been so sure.

So.

Damn.

Sure.

And yet, he had been wrong.

His composure, his unshakable calm, cracked.

Was Nnenna truly not the person he had been searching for all these years?

Had he wasted precious time chasing a ghost?

His heart pounded, the weight of uncertainty crushing down on him.

No.

There had to be a mistake.

His instincts had never failed him before.

They couldn’t start failing him now.

But for the first time in years, Arthur wasn’t sure if he could trust them anymore.

“This isn’t possible,” Arthur whispered, his voice barely audible in the empty room.

The words felt foreign, like they didn’t belong to him.

Like he had never once considered the possibility of being wrong.

But now?

Now, that possibility was crushing him.

The clues that led him here, had they all been false?

Had he misread everything?

He had spent days observing Nnenna.

The way she moved, the subtle habits, the flickers of emotion that crossed her face… Everything pointed to her being the one he had searched for all these years.

But was that the truth?

Or was he just projecting?

Had his desperation blinded him?

Had he forced the pieces to fit simply because he needed them to?

Had he convinced himself that Somto was hiding something, only to realize too late that there had been nothing to hide?

No.

That couldn’t be it.

Arthur clenched his fists, his head throbbing from the relentless overthinking.

His instincts had never been wrong before.

And yet… here he was.

“There must be a mistake,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

“There has to be a mistake.” Over and over again, like a desperate prayer.

Then, a chime.

The sound of a message notification shattered the silence.

Arthur stiffened.

He knew exactly what it was.

The evidence.

For a fleeting second, he didn’t want to open it.

He wasn’t ready.

Because once he did, there would be no more “maybes.” No more clinging to instinct.

There would only be the truth.

And the truth might destroy him.

But Arthur had never been a coward.

He exhaled sharply, then unlocked his phone.

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