They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System Chapter 471: You Are Far Too Proud

She must be either completely clueless or out of her mind to think she could disobey.

Her pride bristling, she decided it was ti to remind this little upstart exactly who she was.

"Your senior is telling you to move," she declared icily, her voice ringing through the office. "And you’re still disobeying?"

Slowly, Nnenna lifted her gaze and finally looked her full in the face.

"Who are you?" she asked in a calm, almost bored tone, as if she’d just been asked sothing terribly uninteresting.

Her voice was soft, but it fell into the sudden silence like a pebble in a deep well.

"Who am I? Who am I?" The young girl’s voice rose in utter disbelief, her eyes widening as if she’d just been slapped. She turned to Carl as though expecting him to jump in and fix this outrageous slight.

"Shouldn’t Carl have ntioned us to her by now?" she asked, her tone sharp with indignation.

Straightening her back, she lifted her chin and declared her lineage like she was reading a royal decree.

"I am Stephanie. Granddaughter of the great Elder Knox of Omionra Academy. Daughter of the Minister of Foreign Affairs of this kingdom. I’m currently doing my IT at my father’s office. And in case you sohow don’t know, I am among the top three in Year Three, your senior!"

She ended her grand introduction with a confident flourish, her eyes fixed on Nnenna, waiting, no, expecting, her to gasp in awe or at least look a little intimidated.

But Nnenna only lifted her gaze calmly. Her face remained utterly blank, not even a flicker of respect or fear.

"Oh," she said flatly, voice as unbothered as if she had just been told the weather forecast.

Then she looked down and resud tapping on her phone, as though Stephanie had simply vanished into thin air.

The silence that followed was almost deafening.

The young man beside Stephanie looked as if he had swallowed his tongue. His eyes bulged in shock, darting between the two girls.

Even the two elders, who had remained composed all this ti, were visibly impressed now. They exchanged a look, the sa thought clear in both their minds

Either this girl was completely clueless...

Or she was so bold it bordered on foolishness.

Even they, despite their seniority and status, would have shown at least a few polite words of courtesy to Stephanie. After all, she was a rising star whose competence had already earned her a place in the inner circle of Prince Carl and Prince Arthur.

They had all heard the stories, whispers in the academy halls that even the famously sharp tongued Mr. Somto had once publicly praised Stephanie.

A complint from a man like that wasn’t just rare, it was practically a badge of glory, a sign that she was destined for sothing great.

Being close to soone like her was like standing next to a gold mine overflowing with opportunities. Doors that remained sealed shut for others would swing wide open at her slightest knock.

Yet Nnenna treated her like a random passerby.

Of course, Elder Knox, her grandfather, didn’t need such advantages. His achievents were already towering, casting a long shadow even his children and grandchildren were still basking in.

As a high ranking elder of Omniora Academy, his counsel held real weight in the royal court, personally valued by His Majesty himself.

But the other two elders seated beside him weren’t so fortunate.

Unlike Elder Knox, they were still among the ranks of those fighting for recognition. Yes, being nad an elder of Omniora Academy was an honour, one that had elevated their nas into the realm of the elites.

But that was all it had done.

Once they stepped into this higher circle, they realized how quickly their small victories were overshadowed by the legacy of n like Elder Knox and the bright stars like Stephanie rising behind them.

And now, watching Nnenna dismiss Stephanie without a flicker of hesitation, they found themselves studying her carefully, wondering what kind of background or recklessness could make her act so unimpressed in front of a girl most people bent over backward to please.

For a brief mont, it felt like the air itself was holding its breath, waiting to see what would happen next.

For a mont, the two elders wanted to speak up and rebuke Nnenna. Any chance to curry favour with a rising noble was sothing they seized without a second thought. They had worked too hard to let opportunities slip by.

But with one look at Carl’s usual gentle expression, they changed their minds and just watched.

The young man sitting beside Stephanie shared the sa first mindset as the two elders, though he wouldn’t say it out loud.

Stephanie, his twin sister, had always been the more brilliant one, and though it stung his pride, he had learned to live with it.

Yes, he was talented, people said so often, but she was exceptional. Whenever he achieved sothing remarkable, it was inevitably weighed against what she had already done. It used to make his chest tight with frustration.

Eventually, he stopped fighting it. Maybe it would never change, and maybe that was fine. Instead, he decided to stand behind her, to help push her up higher. Because whether he liked it or not, her dazzling reputation lifted him too.

Look at today, he was here, sitting in this important eting he had no real qualifications to attend. He knew it. Everyone knew it. But no one dared question it. Elder Knox’s influence, and Stephanie’s, had smoothed the way.

He cleared his throat, straightening in his seat, and looked at Nnenna with practiced authority.

"Little girl," he said in a tone ant to sound wise and condescending all at once, "you are far too proud."

It was the sa voice he used whenever he wanted to remind soone of their place.

"Even Carl isn’t this arrogant. How can you act like this?"