They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
Chapter 269 - 269 He had no Idea

Chapter 269: He had no Idea Chapter 269: He had no Idea “That’s the expensive, high class meal I personally ordered for her!” The second man’s voice rose slightly, his hands gripping his head in despair.

“I went through all that trouble, made sure it was exactly what she liked AND SHE TOSSED IT OUT THE WINDOW?!” The first subordinate blinked.

Then he looked at the last bite of food in his hand.

Then back at the second subordinate.

“…Wanna cry first, or finish eating?” Sad dude “…” The second subordinate groaned, dragging a hand down his face.

“I can’t believe this.” He pointed at the plate accusingly.

“She must think I poisoned it!

That’s why she threw it out!

My hard work!

My dedication!

My” “Hey, if you don’t want it, I can take your share,” the first subordinate cut in, already reaching for another piece.

The second subordinate slapped his hand away.

“Like hell you will!

If my efforts are going to waste, I’m at least eating them!” And so, the two subordinates continued their meal, one feeling utterly betrayed and the other feeling incredibly blessed, neither of them fully understanding the bizarre fate of the food that had been meant for their leader.

On the other hand, as Nnenna made her way to her room, she kept asking the Love System to scan her surroundings.

Every time she felt the slightest bit of unease, she asked for a scan.

By the time she reached her room, she had spent a whopping 50 good points, an amount that made her feel as if she had bled dry.

But was she regretful?

Not really.

Hiding her whereabouts was very important, and if spending good points meant ensuring that no one would see her, she was more than willing to pay the price.

Just as she settled into her room, a firm knock sounded against her door.

“Second Princess, are you there?” The voice was respectful, which was a stark contrast to how she had been treated just half a year ago.

Back then?

The very thought made her roll her eyes.

Half a year ago, she had been nothing more than a disgraced outcast, someone barely acknowledged, let alone respected.

But after proving herself at the grand ball, after showing them all that she was no pushover, everything had changed.

Her status was officially recognized, and in the eyes of many she had already earned her place.

Even within the castle walls, many of the staff had started treating her with genuine respect.

Some of them?

They didn’t even care whether the rest of the royal family approved of her or not.

In their eyes, she was more of a true royal than some of the actual nobles.

And that?

That was powerful.

A good portion of the Good Points she had used to survive for the past two months had come from this.

With so many servants in the palace, more and more of them had taken a liking to her.

One of them?

The guard currently knocking on her door.

If her second brother ever found out that the person checking in on her was actually one of her admirers, he would probably lose his mind.

The thought alone made her smirk.

Too bad for him.

She had no plans to reject the benefits.

“Yes, I’m here,” she answered, her voice composed but tinged with amusement.

“Okay, Princess,” the guard replied respectfully.

“Shall I have someone bring your dinner?

The first princess was worried when you didn’t show up at the dinning table.” Nnenna almost groaned.

More food?

She had already eaten so much at the restaurant that the mere thought of another bite made her stomach churn.

“No, it’s not necessary,” she said quickly, suppressing a shudder.

“Understood, Princess.” She waited, listening carefully until his footsteps faded down the hallway before releasing a quiet sigh of relief.

Finally.

She busied herself tidying up her room, though her thoughts were elsewhere.

She could always just not return on time and avoid all this sneaking around.

That would make things so much easier for her.

But then… that would make things harder for the guard.

She wasn’t naïve, she knew the man admired and respected her, and it was highly likely that if she ever failed to return, he would lie to cover for her.

And that?

That was unacceptable.

She wasn’t about to put him in a position where he had to compromise his morals just because she wanted a little more freedom.

So, despite the inconvenience, she made sure to always return on time before his scheduled check in.

It was the least she could do for someone who genuinely looked out for her.

If he ever realized how much thought she put into sparing him unnecessary trouble, he would probably shed tears of joy.

The thought made her smile.

She settled comfortably, scrolling through her messages.

The night was peaceful.

No one had come to disturb her.

Because her second brother still believed that his methods were working.

That thought made her pause, a wry smile tugging at her lips.

Her brother, Prince Obinna, genuinely thought she had been subdued.

That she had grown docile and obedient.

He had no idea.

She had just come back from a great meal, landed a great new position, and even gained trusted friends.

Let him think what he wanted.

It would make things easier for her.

As the night deepened, she moved with careful precision, slipping out of her room and heading toward her sister’s chambers.

She had heard the hushed conversations among the servants.

Her second brother had truly followed through on his word.

Just as he had warned, he had severely limited her resources, cutting down her access to some necessities, including food.

Though he wasn’t starving them.

It was clear that this was punishment.

Punishment for something stupid.

And despite everything, Ebere endured.

She didn’t complain.

Not even once.

If Nnenna hadn’t overheard whispers among the servants, she wouldn’t have even known the extent of what her sister was going through.