They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
Chapter 365: Acting Cute

Chapter 365: Acting Cute

Of course she wanted to be there.

It wasn’t even the first time Abel had received a royal invitation. He was, after all, highly respected, both in the business world and in certain elite circles.

While most of his royal invitations came through powerful business associates, this one was different. It was personal.

Obinna, the Second Prince himself, was one of his close friends.

And because of that friendship, Abel had been given a seat at the royal event, with a plus one.

Juliet intended to be that plus one.

Juliet had seen the invitation and begged Abel to take her. He had agreed, but only on one condition.

“I only accepted to take you if you behaved,” Abel reminded her calmly. “You already broke your side of the bargain. So, my promise no longer stands, because you broke it first.”

His voice was calm, but firm. Logical. Final.

Juliet’s eyes widened in disbelief. This was a royal event, a freaking coronation! A once in a lifetime opportunity. How many people in the entire country were invited to something this massive?

The coronation of Crown Prince Somto wasn’t just a celebration, it was history in the making.

Even Abel had only gotten the invitation because of his close friendship with the Second Prince. It wasn’t something money or status could easily buy.

If Juliet missed this, she might never get a chance like it again.

But her reasons for wanting to go weren’t just for the glamor.

She was almost at marriageable age, and she had no intention of marrying just anyone. She had dreams. Ambitions. She wanted someone high up, way up. If possible, someone with status, power… even royalty.

She had always loved the idea of royalty ever since she was little. But life hadn’t exactly favored her dreams, until she found out Abel was friends with the Second Prince. That changed everything.

Juliet had tried over and over again to get her brother to set up a meeting between her and the prince. But Abel kept brushing her off.

So, she settled for tagging along “accidentally” whenever she could, hoping something would spark. She believed she was charming enough to catch his eye if she got close enough.

But this coronation was different. It wasn’t just about one prince.

There would be royalty from all over the continent, dozens of eligible heirs, high ranking nobles, and distinguished figures. If she didn’t catch the Second Prince’s attention, there would be at least twenty others who might notice her.

She had to go.

Now that Abel was turning her down, panic kicked in.

“Please, brother,” she begged, her tone softening. “I need to be at that event.”

Abel’s expression didn’t shift. “I wanted you to go, Juliet. I wanted you to see what it’s like at that level, to understand how you need to carry yourself if you truly want to rise in life.”

He paused, then sighed.

“But I’m afraid all this has just shown me that the power has gone to your head. I can’t take that risk. You might embarrass the Second Prince. He might tolerate it because we’re friends, but I won’t put him in that position.”

His tone was final. Firm.

“Please, brother,” Juliet pleaded, standing up and stepping closer to him. “I promise I’ll be good. I won’t disobey you. I’ll stay out of the way at the event, just let me go. Please, please…”

Her voice softened to a near whisper as she tugged gently at his sleeve, her lips trembling, eyes glassy with the threat of tears. It was her ultimate trick.

Ever since they were kids, raised mostly by nannies and silence, Abel had been more than just a big brother. He had been her guardian, her constant, her protector. And Juliet knew just how to play that card.

Whenever she whined like this, just enough to seem sweet and vulnerable, Abel usually gave in… as long as it wasn’t something that could truly harm her.

This moment, like many before, pulled at his soft spot.

Abel sighed deeply. She had gotten him, again.

“Okay,” he said finally, his voice firm but resigned. “You can come with me. But you must stay where I can see you throughout the event, and you must not cause any trouble. Am I clear?”

“Yayyy!” Juliet squealed, jumping with joy. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you, brother! I won’t let you down, I promise!”

Abel gave a small, reluctant smile and nodded, though inwardly, he scolded himself for always caving when it came to her.

Some lessons, he knew, she would have to learn the hard way.

Then Abel remembered something.

“You still need to apologize to those three girls,” he added, his voice firm. “I heard the things you said to them. You need to fix that.”

Juliet blinked, then nodded quickly. “Sure. Definitely,” she said, brushing it off with a wave of her hand.

Compared to her main goal, an apology was a small price to pay. Besides, she had gone a bit too far…. just a little. Nothing she couldn’t smooth over with a few sweet words.

She dashed out of the office, determined to find the girls. She spotted them heading toward the main door, and without calling out, she trailed behind silently like a cat on tiptoe.

No way was she going to apologize in front of everyone, her brother said to apologize, yes, but he hadn’t said how to do it.

Once they stepped outside the building and were far enough from curious eyes, Juliet hurried up behind them.

“Umm, hey,” she said, her voice unusually soft.

The girls stopped walking, surprised. They turned to look at her, puzzled.

Juliet shifted her weight awkwardly, clasping her hands behind her back. “About earlier…” she began.

“I’m sorry I made things difficult for you without knowing the full situation first,” Juliet said once she had their attention.

By now, she had already figured out that if Abel hadn’t fired any of the three, then maybe they weren’t as terrible as people made them out to be.