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

Chapter 474: ...I Meant Both of You Should Get Out

At first, Stephanie was furious. It felt like a slap across the face, an insult of the highest order, if her own brother

was thrown out in front of everyone.

Wouldn't this little girl just smirk and mock her for it later? But this wasn’t the tto cling to her pride. | have to

think of the bigger picture, she reminded herself, swallowing her anger.

Slowly, she turned to Nicholas.

"Brother... | think you should wait for us outside," she said in a careful, almost gentle tone.

Nicholas’s eyes flew wide in shock. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His own sister was agreeing to let

him be thrown out?

If it were their grandfather, maybe it would make sense, he had never tried to control Carl before, after all. But

Stephanie? He thought she would have his back no matter what.

His throat tightened as he stared at her, feeling a bitter sting of betrayal. He had stood by her side, always

submitting, always pushing her forward. He opened his mouth to argue, but she shot him a look, sharp and cold

as a snake, that told him to just go with it.

Though his chest burned with humiliation, Nicholas clenched his jaw and forced himself to nod. For now, he

would step back. He reminded himself that Stephanie was still his ticket to the top.

With that bitter thought, Nicholas stood up to leave. He shot Nnenna one last sharp, scornful look, as if to brand

his anger onto her memory, then turned and walked toward the door.

Just as he was about to cross over the threshold, the door swung open in front of him. Carl's calm, steady voice

rang out again.

"Why are you still here?"

Nicholas stiffened. He turned around, heart thumping hard, his face flushing red with humiliation. Was Carl really

going to drag this out even more?

"I'm sorry, Carl," he forced out, trying to sound respectful though his voice shook with frustration. "I was just—"

But then he noticed something strange. Carl's gaze wasn’t even on him. No, those steady eyes were fixed on his

sister.

The entire room froze. Except for elder Knox, everyone looked stunned.

"You're saying... | should leave?" Stephanie’s voice cout small, uncertain for the first tin a long while.

Nicholas blinked, hardly daring to believe it. Carl hadn't been talking to him. A surge of hope and petty

satisfaction rushed through his veins.

"Yes," Carl said simply, his tone polite but final. "You offended my sister. | won't be lenient. Wait outside."

Nicholas watched Stephanie’s face drain of color as she rose to her feet. For the first tin years, he felt

something close to victory.

Straightening his spine, he stepped back into the room and reclaimed his seat, feeling superior in a way he

hadn’t dared to for a very long time.

"Sister, you heard him. You should leave." Nicholas repeated not hiding his joy.

Stephanie glared daggers at Nicholas. So now, because Carl seemed to favor him for five seconds, he was

betraying her and throwing her under the bus? Rage simmered in her chest.

But her fury toward Nicholas was nothing compared to what she felt toward Carl. She was part of his circle! She

had earned her place beside him through years of work and flawless reputation.

Yet here he was, defending this newly recognized "sister," a girl he hadn’t even known for a year, while treating

her, Stephanie Knox, like snuisance to be discarded.

She clenched her jaw, ready to argue. | won't have it. | refuse to be humiliated over this girl.

But before she could open her mouth, elder Knox's deep, cold voice cut through the tension.

"You heard him, Stephanie," he said. His tone was dangerously calm. "Just wait outside."

Her heart jumped into her throat. She could shout back at her parents. She could twist words to sway almost

anyone. But she could never argue with her grandfather.

Decades of experience had forged him into a man whose quiet authority could silence a room, and crush any

defiance with a single look.

"...Yes, Grandfather," she whispered, her voice tight.

Begrudgingly, she stood up, back straight, head held high to hide the sting of humiliation. Without another word,

she walked to the door, feeling the weight of at least three judging eyes following her out.

Nicholas was practically glowing with satisfaction. This was the first tin ages that he had outshone his sister,

and it felt incredible. He turned to Carl with a broad, eager smile, already basking in his tiny victory.

"Thank you for letting my earlier disrespect go, Brother Carl," he said, voice full of forced sincerity. "I promise |

won't make such a mistake again. Since you've obviously accepted Little Sister, I'll also accept her as my little

sister. Welcto the family, Nnenna."

He spoke with so much enthusiasm, you would think he had been waiting his whole life to say it.

Nnenna blinked, unsure whether to laugh or roll her eyes. Just minutes ago, Nicholas had looked at her like she

was an insect. And now...he was pretending to be warm and welcoming without a shred of shame. Was he truly

not embarrassed by his chameleon nature?

She didn’t bother to reply.

Carl, on the other hand, pressed his fingertips to his temple, feeling a sudden wave of exhaustion. His next words

were flat and unimpressed.

"...I meant both of you should get out."

Nicholas was speechless. For a moment, he had truly believed this was his big break in life, finally a chance to

stand out. But now...

He opened his mouth to speak, to explain, to understand what was happening, but Carl didn’t even glance at

him. He simply went back to writing, his attention completely elsewhere.

Nicholas had no choice but to stand up and walk out, feeling as if his entire life was flashing before his eyes in a

miserable parade of failures.

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