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

Chapter 646: Who's That?

Linda’s fingers twitched. "What?" she whispered under her breath.

"Do you want her to excel again? Or do you want George to finally see who truly deserves him? Move. Now."

She hesitated, but then stood, pretending to adjust her shoe before slowly walking down toward the front, where

the view was clearer. Security did not stop her, students often moved closer to watch major performances.

From her bag, she subtly pulled out a small handful of shiny stage confetti pellets she had picked up earlier, tiny

and harmless looking, barely visible when thrown under the bright lights.

"Just a little distraction," she muttered.

Then, as Nnenna spun across the stage in a dazzling mid turn, Linda's hand flicked, scattering the tiny beads

across a narrow section of the stage floor near the front edge. No one noticed.

But Nnenna did, or rather, her body did.

Mid spin, her left foot slipped slightly. The movement faltered, her balance breaking for a fraction of a second.

The crowd gasped softly, thinking it was part of the choreography, but Arthur and Carl immediately caught the

subtle change.

Arthur's eyes narrowed.

Carl frowned. "That was not part of the routine."

But before either could react, Nnenna steadied herself. Her eyes flashed with quiet determination as she quickly

adjusted her rhythm, turning the slip into a fluid recovery step that flowed perfectly into the next beat of the

music.

The applause grew even louder, unaware that she had just avoided disaster.

Linda watched with disbelief. "No way... how—?"

"Useless girl," the voice hissed darkly in her ear. "You can’t even get a simple thing done."

Linda’s face drained of color. The voice’s tone was laced with venom, each word sinking like a knife.

"B-but | tried—" she whispered shakily.

"Try harder next time... if there is a next time."

Linda bit her lip hard, grabbing her bag as she moved abruptly from the stage. Her chest burned with a mixture

of fear and humiliation. The cheers for Nnenna only made it worse.

She stormed off quietly, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor, vanishing down the corridor.

On stage, Nnenna finished her final pose to a standing ovation. Her breathing was heavy, her eyes shining,

though a faint trace of unease lingered. Something had happened, she knew.

Arthur and Carl exchanged a knowing glance, both sensing something wasn’t right.

But the crowd only saw perfection.

And though the results weren't yet announced, everyone could already feel it, Nnenna had excelled again.

Other students went through their third and fourth major exams one by one before the session finally ended. But

Nnenna didn’t wait for the closing remarks, the war was getting intense, and every minute she could spend

helping out mattered.

"That question during your third major was out of line. They had no right to do that," Darius lamented from the

front passenger seat as soon as Nnenna got into the car.

"I can’t believe you guys didn’t stop them," he added, clearly upset.

"I knew she could handle it. And she did," Carl said calmly, pulling the car away from the academy gates.

Arthur turned slightly from facing the driver's seat, his voice cool but edged with concern. "How was it?"

"It was fine," Nnenna shrugged, catching the hint of worry he tried to hide behind his usual icy expression.

"That's not what | mean," Arthur pressed.

"I know what you mean," Nnenna cut in softly, not rudely. "At first, | wasn’t sure what to do. | was scared | would

fail. But then... all that self development training kicked in. | faced the fear, cleared my head, and just worked

through it."

She turned to Darius, a small smile breaking through. "By the way, your last minute prep helped a lot. Just like

you said, the foundation of everything matters, it'll always guide you when things get complicated."

Darius blinked, remembering the swords he had told her that morning. "Really?" he asked, turning in his

seat to face her.

"Yeah," she nodded.

He exhaled and smiled faintly. "I'm glad | could help," he said, finally calming down.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Arthur asked again, his tone still cold but laced with quiet concern.

"I'm fine," Nnenna nodded, turning her head from side to side as if to convince him, and herself. Then, after a

pause, she added, "Though... something else happened during my fourth major exam."

"Yeah, we noticed," Carl said from the driver's seat, glancing at her through the mirror. "You made a mistake

midway. That's unusual. You've practiced that routine so many times, flawlessly. Then suddenly, a slip on stage?

What was that about? Were you nervous?"

His tone wasn’t accusing, just puzzled, no one was perfect, after all.

"I know," Nnenna sighed. "But it wasn’t nerves. | slipped... someone must've put something on the stage. | don’t

know who. That's what caused the mistake." Her brows furrowed. "Did any of you see someone go near the

stage?"

Carl shook his head. "No. We were too focused on your performance and making sure you got back on track." He

frowned. "Still, who would do such a thing?"

"You made a mistake?" Darius asked, surprised. "I didn’t even notice."

"Of course you didn’t," Arthur cut in coolly. "She adjusted quickly. | doubt anyone else noticed either."

Carl's eyelids lowered slightly. "We should review the livestream. Maybe we'll see who got close to the stage

around that time."

Arthur nodded to that.

Carl's voice dropped as he continued, "You might have another enemy closer than we think."

The car went quiet again, but this time, the silence carried unease.

Nnenna nodded and pulled out her phone to bring up the livestream. She rewound to her performance while

Arthur leaned forward and Darius watched the front mirror.

"Who was it?" Carl asked, patient.

"Givea second," Nnenna said, not lifting her eyes from the screen. She tapped through until the moment

flashed on the loop.

Arthur froze. "Right there. Who is that girl?" he asked, squinting at the screen.

"That's Linda," Nnenna said, disbelief breaking into her voice.

On the replay, Nnenna watched herself spin across the stage in a dazzling mid turn, and then, barely visible

under the stage lights, Linda's hand flicked. Tiny, shiny beads scattered across a narrow patch of the floor near

the front edge.

"She was trying to sabotage me," Nnenna whispered. Her eyes widened.

"Why would she do that? Who is this Linda?" Darius asked, leaning forward, itching to see the footage clearer.

"She and I... we don’t have a good relationship," Nnenna admitted, voice low. "But | never thought she would go

this far. She seemed sensible. | didn’t expect this."

Darius slammed the heel of his palm lightly against his knee. "Doesn’t matter. She just showed she’s dangerous.

If she hates someone, she'll act on it." His face hardened as he turned to Carl. "Get her expelled and convicted,

now."

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"You make a good point," Darius said, jaw tight. "But | still want the back of my hand to meet that girl's face." His

anger trembled in the words.

"Don’t," Arthur said sharply. "We can’t lose our heads now."

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"Okay." Carl nodded. "Let's see how tomorrow goes then."

"I'm not on board with this," Darius suddenly protested, the lone voice of dissent as the others agreed.

"Your consent doesn’t matter here," Arthur replied coldly. "You're not family. You're not related to her. You're just

her teacher." The jab landed hard; Darius’s face went stony.

"Nnenna—" Arthur started, but she cut him off gently. "He’s my friend," she said to Arthur, voice sharp. "His

opinion matters to me."

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