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

Chapter 243: Poor Girl Chapter 243: Poor Girl “Me?

| cfrom a poor background, and yet | have never stolen anything in my life!

But you you were born with everything handed to you on a silver platter, and still, you couldn't resist taking what

wasn’t yours?

How could you?” A few people in the crowd nodded, already swayed by Evelyn's words.

She was not just denying any involvement, she was flipping the entire situation to make Chineye look worse.

And for people who enjoyed gossip, this was a twist they had not expected.

Chineye stood frozen, her breath catching in her throat.

The betrayal was so sharp, so sudden, that she struggled to process it.

Evelyn, the friend she had trusted for years, was standing before her, lying so effortlessly, so convincingly, that

even she, for a brief second, doubted herself.

“I thought you were a good person,” Evelyn continued, her voice growing louder, more indignant.

“That’s why | chose to be your friend!

| may not be a noble lady like you, but at least | have principles.” The weight of Evelyn's words settled over the

crowd like a heavy fog.

Suspicious glances were thrown Chineye’s way.

Whispers grew in intensity.

The shift in public opinion was happening fast, too fast.

Chineye snapped out of her daze when she felt the firm grip of the security officer on her arm.

“Lady Chineye, you need to cwith us,” one of them said, his tone neutral but firm.

Panic flared in her chest.

She turned to Evelyn, eyes searching for a hint of the girl she had once called her best friend.

But all she saw was someone she no longer recognized.

“Why?” she breathed out, barely able to form the word.

Evelyn's gaze flickered, but she held her ground.

Chineye swallowed hard.

“Are you the one who put this dress in my bag?” The question hung in the air like a blade poised to strike.

For the first tsince this ordeal started, Evelyn hesitated.

It was brief, barely noticeable, but Chineye caught it.

And just like that, everything made sense.

This was not a misunderstanding.

This wasn’t an accident.

This was a setup.

And the most painful part?

It had been orchestrated by the one person she had trusted the most.

Nnenna mentally applauded.

Looks like Lady Chineye is smarter than | thought.

Despite the shock of the situation, Chineye had remained sharp.

She hadn’t wasted tfloundering or blindly pleading for mercy, she had immediately identified the most

suspicious person.

And the moment she voiced her suspicion, the crowd’s attention shifted.

People who had been throwing accusing glances at Chineye now turned toward Evelyn.

Whispers spread quickly.

“Wait... could it be?” “She was the only one standing close enough to slip the dress into the bag.” “She admitted

she’s from a poor background... maybe she wanted it for herself but didn’t want to take the risk of getting

caught.” The logic was undeniable.

A noble lady like Chineye had no reason to steal.

But Evelyn?

If she truly couldn't afford something, then... maybe she had taken advantage of the situation.

For a moment, the tide of public opinion started to turn against her.

But Evelyn, ever the manipulator, sensed the shift.

Instead of getting flustered, she did something that immediately won back the sympathy of the crowd.

She gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief, and then, right on cue, tears welled up.

“Chineye...” she whispered, her voice trembling.

“How can you say that about me?” The accusation dripped with pain, betrayal, and heartbreak.

It was a performance worthy of a standing ovation.

“You and I... we've been best friends for years,” Evelyn continued, clutching her chest tically.

“My mother was your nanny.

She took care of you when your parents were too busy.

| was always there for you.

| played with you when no one else did.” People in the crowd exchanged glances.

“She's right... I've heard of their friendship before.” “That's true.

Evelyn's family has been with the Duke of Tinrin’s family for decades now, and they've always been close to the

Duke's family.” Seeing that her words were working, Evelyn pushed further.

“And now... now that you're in trouble, you want to blme?

Just like when we were kids, you always wanted someone else to take the fall for your mistakes!” She wiped

away a tear, her voice breaking.

“I can’t believe you would do this to me... after everything we've been through.” A wave of sympathy washed

over the crowd.

“Poor girl.” “She must be so hurt.

After all these years, her so called best friend is turning on her.” “This doesn’t make sense.

Why would she betray someone who helped her?” just like that, Evelyn's mask of innocence was restored.

Nnenna raised an eyebrow.

Oh, she’s good.

But she wasn’t the only one who noticed.

Lady Chineye, who had always prided herself on being calm and composed, felt her hands curl into fists.

This wasn't just betrayal.

This was manipulation of the highest order.

And she wasn't about to let Evelyn get away with it.

Chineye’s eyes widened in sheer disbelief.

“What are you talking about?

Taking the blfor me?

Since when have you ever taken the blfor me?” Her voice trembled with outrage, but beneath it was a

deep, aching sense of betrayal.

She had always been protective of Evelyn, always.

She clenched her fists, her mind racing through years of memories.

“I'm the one who has been protecting you since we were little!

Don’t turn this around on me, Evelyn.

| knew that if I got into trouble, my father would scold me, but your mother?

She might beat you.

That's why | never told anyone about the... mischievous things you used to do.

But now?

You're standing here and making it seem like I'm the one with a history of wrongdoing?” The crowd had fallen

into a stunned silence.

Whispers rippled through them like a wave.

“Mischievous things?

What does she mean?”