They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System-Chapter 427: In a Hurry to Take my Place

Linda had expected that.

Jana always needed to feel important, needed her ego fed before she listened.

Linda stayed quiet for a beat, pretending to think, then smiled slowly.

"You’re right. You probably will be queen one day. But let’s be honest, your current support base is mostly Year Ones. You haven’t exactly won the upper classes yet, have you?"

Jana’s brows twitched. Linda knew she had hit a nerve.

"I, on the other hand," Linda continued smoothly, "have solid footing in Years Four, Five, and even some Six. I can get some of the alumni to talk too. You can’t reach them from where you are now, but I can."

Jana looked intrigued, but not convinced yet. Linda leaned closer, dropping her final card.

"And don’t forget, my father is the Minister for Communications in Riverum. If I ask, he can put in a good word for you when the time comes. Influence isn’t just about popularity, it’s about connections."

There it was.

The gleam of greed flickered in Jana’s eyes.

She tried to hide her sudden interest, but Linda could already tell, she was in.

Being friends with Linda now meant boosting her future. And Jana couldn’t resist a shortcut to more power.

"You haven’t forgotten your background already, have you?" Linda continued, her voice laced with fake sweetness. "Riverum will never accept a queen from such a low, poverty stricken family. That’s the reality. So the sooner you start working on their approval, the better for you."

Jana stiffened, but Linda wasn’t done.

"Because, let’s be honest, do you really think Prince Carl would go as far as defending you against his cabinet? Against the nobles? Up until now, he hasn’t even made a move, and you keep insisting he’s in love with you."

Those words hit Jana like a slap. Right in the place she tried hardest to ignore.

Yes, she had noticed it too. It had already been a month. A full month of longing looks and silent tension, but no confession, no approach, nothing.

Was it... was it really because of her background?

She had always known her family wasn’t wealthy, nowhere near royal status, but she thought, just maybe, love would conquer that. That Carl, of all people, would be different.

But now, doubt had taken root. And it was growing.

Still, even with her pride smarting, she wasn’t about to let this golden opportunity slip away.

No. If anything, she needed to make sure no other girl caught his eye first.

"What do you want me to do to her?" Jana finally asked, voice low, guarded.

Linda’s lips curled into a slow, wicked smile.

"Make her life a living hell."

The next day, lectures were set to continue as usual. Nnenna, having learned her lesson about punctuality, arrived early, quietly slipping into the rhythm of the academy.

But something was off.

She noticed it almost immediately in the strange silence of the hallway. The corridors were usually buzzing by this time, filled with chatting students and footsteps echoing off the marble.

But now... whenever someone spotted her, they would stop mid conversation and dart back into the lecture hall like startled mice.

"Love System, what’s going on?" Nnenna asked warily, narrowing her eyes at the retreating figures.

"A trap was set for you," the system replied with its usual calm tone.

"A what?"

"A trap, some students set up a trap for you. It’s childish, really."

Nnenna scoffed under her breath. "Immature brats."

"Still, don’t ignore it. Want me to deal with it?"

"Yes please," she muttered, brushing it off after saying that "Let’s play this game with them."

As she scanned the students already seated inside the lecture hall, her eyes paused on one familiar figure, one she hadn’t seen in a while.

The mystery girl.

She was back.

Nnenna narrowed her eyes in curiosity. That girl had an aura that screamed nobility. The way others subtly leaned away or avoided her eyes confirmed it.

She had vanished as suddenly as she had appeared. Nnenna made a mental note to approach her later.

Just as she was about to walk into the class, someone slammed into her from behind.

She staggered slightly and turned around swiftly, only to come face to face with Ava.

"Well, well... You’re no longer running from me, huh?" Nnenna said coolly.

Ava blinked. For the past month, ever since Carl’s quiet but cutting rebuke, she had avoided Nnenna completely, sulking in silence and throwing daggers with her eyes from across the room. But now... here she was, standing in Nnenna’s path like she had something to prove.

Today, for the first time in weeks, Ava was being proactive, and it caught Nnenna off guard. The princess of Prigrian was no longer hiding behind cold stares and passive aggression. She was facing her directly.

It intrigued Nnenna, but she kept her face calm.

Ava, on the other hand, seemed more fired up, especially with a few of her loyal henchmen watching from nearby. She felt the need to reclaim her pride.

"Who’s afraid of you?" Ava snapped with a smirk. "I just didn’t think you were worthy of my attention. You should be grateful for that. Now, out of my way."

Nnenna tilted her head, calm and unshaken. "If you insist," she said, stepping aside. Then she added softly, "I think you should be careful. Who knows what might be waiting behind those doors? Why not send something else in first, maybe your bag?"

It wasn’t sarcasm. It was a gentle warning.

Ava rolled her eyes and scoffed. "You’re so stupid. I’ve walked through these doors more times than you’ve been to this lecture hall. Don’t act like you care."

Nnenna sighed quietly.

"Love System," she whispered mentally, "cancel our previous plan. Someone’s in a hurry to take my place."

There was a pause.

"Are you sure?" the system asked.

"Yes," she replied. "It’s not considered bad if I try to stop her from hurting herself, but can’t, right?"

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