They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System-Chapter 436: You’re More Than Enough
Chapter 436: You’re More Than Enough
"Maybe we’ve been wrong all along..."
And just like that, the whispers started turning into stares. All directed at one person.
Jana.
She could feel their eyes, sympathy from some, mockery from others. All of it felt like needles pricking her skin.
The proud girl who just moments ago stood tall with confidence now looked like a fragile doll on the verge of shattering.
She forced herself to walk. One step... then another.
But the moment she turned away from the field, a single tear slipped down her cheek.
Then another.
She broke into a run.
The hallway echoed with the sound of her footsteps and quiet sobs as she disappeared down the corridor, shame burning hotter than the sun. Her chest ached, her pride in tatters.
Why... why did he choose her?
And in that moment, all of Jana’s carefully crafted confidence came crashing down.
On the other side.
The atmosphere in the grand meeting hall was thick with tension.
High ceilings, ornate chandeliers, and long polished tables usually gave off an air of elegance and calm, today, however, it felt suffocating.
Arthur sat with his arms folded, face expressionless but eyes sharp as blades.
Beside him, Nnenna and Ava sat quietly, still processing everything. Carl sat beside Nnenna like a silent guardian, his gaze fixed ahead but his body clearly tense.
A loud bang shook the table as one of the elders slammed his palm down.
"This is abnormal!" he shouted, his aged voice filled with disbelief and fury. "In the entire history of Omniora Academy, there has never been an assassination attempt within our walls. Not once!"
His white beard trembled as he stood, eyes blazing. "How can we assure the parents of our students that their children are safe here, when something like this, this scandal! can happen in broad daylight?"
Murmurs of agreement followed, echoing through the room.
But then, another elder raised his hand calmly.
"Let’s not jump to conclusions," he said in a measured tone. "Something about this entire incident feels... off."
The murmurs died down.
"We have elite guards stationed all over the academy," he continued. "Visible and hidden. Not to mention, Prince Arthur himself, if an assassin had slipped through, someone of his caliber would have known. Yet none of our security forces detected any threat. There were no unknown presences. No breaches in the barriers. Not a single anomaly... except the arrow."
He turned to Arthur. "And the target wasn’t even Princess Ava. It was another student, Nnenna, was it?"
Arthur gave a slight nod, his expression still unreadable.
The elder leaned back. "A strange choice if this were a political attack. Which makes me wonder... what if this wasn’t an assassination at all? The students were practicing archery. What if it was just a misfired shot? A poorly timed accident?"
Silence fell.
A few elders nodded slowly, contemplating the possibility.
But Arthur’s jaw clenched. He didn’t speak yet, but his energy shifted subtly. Something about that theory clearly didn’t sit well with him.
Ava glanced at her brother, then back at the room. "Still... shouldn’t we investigate further?" she asked softly, trying to steady her voice. "Even if it was a mistake, it was an arrow aimed straight for someone’s face."
Nnenna sat quietly beside her, hands resting in her lap. She said nothing, but the memory of that arrow sailing toward her, the blaring alarm in her mind, and Arthur’s hand crushing it inches from her face still pulsed in her chest like a quiet drum.
Whatever this was... mistake or not, it didn’t feel like an accident.
"I doubt that princess Ava." Elder Nathan continued.
His calm words seemed to snap the room back to order.
Everyone paused... then slowly began to nod.
"Yes, Elder Nathan is right," someone echoed, a note of relief in their voice. "That girl, what’s her name? Nnenna? She’s clearly ordinary. Probably a scholarship student."
"She couldn’t possibly be a target. Why would anyone go after someone like her?" another added dismissively. "It must have been a stray arrow, an unfortunate accident."
A few elders even chuckled lightly as the tension lifted.
"Don’t worry, Princess Ava," an elder said with a reassuring smile. "We’ll handle it. It’s not worth worrying over."
Ava frowned, glancing at Nnenna. But she stayed silent.
"I’ll issue a statement," one of the board members added, already pulling out his phone. "The internet is already blowing up about this."
And just like that... it was done.
Dismissed. Shrugged off like it was nothing.
The meeting was adjourned, and the high ranking officials filed out one by one.
Nnenna hadn’t said a single word.
She just sat there, calm on the outside, but something in her eyes flickered. Her mind kept replaying that arrow, the system’s blaring alarm, the way Arthur had crushed it like paper.
They called her ordinary.
Yet she had nearly died.
As the room emptied out, Carl walked over. His footsteps were quiet, more controlled now, he had clearly calmed down. He pulled his chair closer, his voice gentle but serious.
"Did you see who did this?" he asked.
Nnenna shook her head. "I didn’t."
Carl frowned, leaning back slightly. "You have to be more careful from now on. Whether you were the target or not... that arrow was meant for you. I’m not taking any chances."
"I’ll be careful," Nnenna replied with a small nod, her voice steady.
Carl looked at her, hesitating for a moment. Then he leaned in just a little.
"Do you... want me to call Somto?" he asked, his tone softer now, almost unsure.
Nnenna blinked.
Carl’s chest tightened unexpectedly at the anticipation of her reply.
As much as he was here for her, maybe... maybe what she truly needed in this moment was her brother. Her real brother. Someone from her family, someone who had always been there.
Someone who grew up with her.
She shook her head gently and looked back at Carl.
"Don’t call him," she said quietly. "Besides... I have you. You’re more than enough."
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