They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 181: Shocking Revelation Chapter 181: Shocking Revelation “Not to mention, this would be the first time

goods from across the seas are being introduced to our lands.

| am certain the people would welcthem eagerly.” Nnenna observed closely.

So this is what her father was after, business relations.

It was an interesting move.

But she wasn’t sure yet if it would work.

“Of course, they would love to have them,” Carl replied smoothly.

“The only problem is... they might not be able to afford them.” King Ikechukwu “...” His words hung in the air,

and from the awkward look on the king's face, it was clear he knew that was true.

Carl had lost interest in the conversation.

There was no point in dragging it further.

Just then, he spotted Nnenna watching them from a distance, an unreadable expression on her face.

“Excuse me,” he said dismissively and strode toward her.

A small, knowing smirk played on his lips as he greeted her.

“Morning, sunshine.

Hope you slept well.” “Yes, | did,” she replied coolly.

“What was that all about?” “Just your father trying to getto do business with your kingdom,” he said,

shrugging.

“I will not do it, because honestly?

| don’t think they would make good business partners.” “Hope you don’t holdat fault for this,” he asked,

tilting his head slightly.

“Of course not,” Nnenna reassured him.

Then added “You have to make sure you choose your partners well.

Business shouldn't mix with pleasure.” Carl “..."” Carl burst out laughing.

“Business shouldn't mix with pleasure?” he repeated, amused.

“And what do you think | was doing when | was taking care of you in the hospital?” Carl chuckled, shaking his

head.

“That was clearly business mixing with pleasure.” Nnenna rolled her eyes.

“You know,” he continued, smirking, “whenever you talk like a grown up, it cracksup.

It's funny.

My little sister for less than a year, and suddenly, she wants to grow up so fast.

No need,” he said, his tone turning serious.

Nnenna caught the shift in his voice and didn’t argue.

Instead, she got straight to the point.

“There's something | want to ask you.” “Ask away,” Carl said as they walked out of the arena.

The match hadn't started yet, and he had tto entertain her request.

“You promiseda phone,” she said, her voice carrying a teasing edge.

“And you still haven't delivered on that promise.

Tell me, Prince Carl, are you going back on your word?” She didn’t notice the subtle darkening of his expression.

Carl let out a sigh, rubbing his temple.

‘Oh my terrible mistake,” he thought.

‘Of all the things | could have promised her, | just had to promise a phone.” Then again, there were worse things.

If he had promised her something as reckless as what Somto would definitely not agree with, the man would

have burned him alive.

At least this was just a phone.

He would have to talk to Somto about that promise of his.

He intended to fulfill it, but needed to get Somto’s permission first.

“Yes, | remember,” Carl replied vaguely, sparing a glance at the girl beside him.

“I'm working on it.” Nnenna narrowed her eyes.

“Which part are you working on exactly?” she asked, her tone carrying a mix of curiosity and suspicion.

“Do you not have the money for the phone?

Or do you just not want to buy it for me?” She crossed her arms, knowing full well that money wasn’t the issue.

Even if Carl was just a hospital director, he could still afford it.

And besides, he wasn’t just anyone, he was Prince Carl from a kingdom across the seas.

Knowing her question was fair, Carl sighed and answered, “I'm working on getting the necessary permission.”

Nnenna blinked.

“Permission?” she echoed, caught off guard.

“Who do you need permission from to buya phone?

It's your money.” Carl let out a small, tired chuckle.

“Well, | need permission from your family members.” “My family?” Nnenna repeated, her confusion deepening.

Then, as realization hit, she scoffed.

“Oh, you mean them.” She rolled her eyes.

“There's no way they care.

Did they actually ask you to get permission first, or are you the one making a big deal out of it?” Carl hesitated

for a second.

He didn’t want to specifically mention Somto.

“Don’t bother,” Nnenna continued before he could reply.

“They don’t care.” “Actually, they do care,” Carl replied, his voice firm.

“Specifically, | need permission from your eldest brother.

He already warnednot to do anything concerning you without informing him first.” “Excuse me?” Nnenna’'s

eyes widened in shock.

“He?

Who's ‘he’?

Are you talking about Somto?” Carl immediately regretted his words.

His mind had been so occupied with dodging her questions that he had let something crucial slip.

“What are you saying?

He warned you not to do anything concerningwithout informing him first?” Nnenna’s expression darkened as

realization dawned.

“Wait... have you been spying onfor the past four months?!” Carl’s throat went dry.

“You've been spying onthis whole time, haven't you?” she accused, her voice rising.

“I trusted you!

Is this the only reason you even started being nice to me?

You knew from the very beginning that | was your friend's sister, and you still played along, pretending like you

didn’t?” She took a step back, as if distancing herself from something disgusting.

“And Somto put you up to this?!” Carl opened his mouth to speak, but Nnenna wasn’t done.

“What kind of sick people are you two?” she demanded, her fists clenched.

The words hit Carl harder than he expected.

“So all this time...” she let out a bitter laugh, “the only reason you were nice towas so you could spy on me.

And |, like a complete fool, actually believed you cared!

| thought | was winning a big brother...” Her breath hitched.

“But no.

My ‘big brother’ was just watchinglike an experiment.

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