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Chapter 23
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Chapter 23: Pretense 1

"Hey! What do you mean by that?" lkenna asked, his tone rising in indignation. "How do you even

know about that? So, you've been monitoring us? | can't believe you actually planted your people in

my hospital!"

Somto remained calm, letting Ikenna rant.

"And what's worse, you two must've been in on this! Did you know he was going to banfrom his

room? It's not fair! I'm his doctor, the reason he's even alive right now, and yet, he's barring me

from his room!"

Ikenna's frustration bubbled over as he continued. "And let's not even talk about the fact that I still

can't figure out why he doesn't want to recover.

Probably because he's still holding out hope for that girl you both keep looking for! It's been years,

she might even be dead by now!"

As soon as those words left lkenna's mouth, the entire atmosphere shifted. A cold chill swept

through the hallway, and for a moment, he thought it cfrom Somto.

But no, it wasn't Somto. It was the man on a wheelchair across the hall.

Four's voice cut through like a blade.

"What did you just say?"

Ikenna turned toward the voice, startled. He stumbled over his words, trying to clarify. "I didn't

mean that! She's not dead. | mean, I didn't say she was dead, did 1? Did you hearsay she was

dead?" His eyes darted to Somto, searching for support.

Somto "..."

Four "..."

Somto didn't answer him. Instead, he shifted his gaze to Four, who sat on a wheelchair motionless, his presence

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commanding. Without a word, Somto began walking toward Four.

"We'll talk inside," Somto said flatly. His tone left no room for argument. "There's something we need to discuss."

The three men entered Four's room, their eyes scanning every corner to ensure the environment was safe before

anyone spoke. They remained silent, their instincts telling them to tread carefully.

Meanwhile, the rest of the family, excluding Somto, slowly made their way to Nnenna's room. Without bothering

to knock, Chidera shoved the door open, his actions brash and careless as usual.

The group stepped inside and pretended not to notice the tension lingering in the room, the sort that spoke of

years of unresolved resentment. Their eyes quickly landed on Nnenna, who had fallen asleep.

Her small figure was trembling slightly, a clear sign of discomfort. She hadn't covered herself properly with the

blanket, suggesting that her sleep was unplanned and perhaps disturbed.

But no one rushed to help. They stood there, their gazes indifferent, as if the scene before them was just another

trivial moment.

"Nnenna! Wake up! We chere to see you, and you're sleeping?" the first voice shouted sharply, cutting

through the silence of the room.

The loud sound startled Nnenna awake. She jerked upright, her breathing uneven as she tried to figure out what

was happening.

Her eyes darted around the room in confusion until they finally focused on the six figures standing before her.

Her gaze remained on them, bewildered. What were they doing here?

The Queen stepped forward, her expression soft as if she truly cared. She spoke in a gentle, almost rehearsed

tone, her eyes briefly glancing at the King as if trying to make an impression.

"My darling, how are you feeling? When | heard you were in a coma, | was so scared!" she began, her voice laced

with false concern. "We were all worried, and now that you're awake, we couldn't wait to see you. Your family

ctogether just for you. Tell me, how are you feeling now?"

Her words sounded warm, but Nnenna's tired eyes narrowed slightly. She had heard this tone before, a mixture

of pretension and ulterior motives.

As Queen Chioma spoke, she reached out as if to adjust Nnenna's pillow, but her hands barely did anything. The

gesture was empty, just for show.

Nnenna's sharp gaze followed the woman's movements, her mind spinning. 'She's a Queen, yet she's acting like

this? Maybe the stage would suit her better. She would make a fantastic actress."

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Her tired body stiffened slightly, though she tried to remain calm. 'Why are they even here? What

do they want fromthis time?’

She glanced at the family with a growing sense of unease. These past few days, after waking up,

had been peaceful, almost too peaceful. She had begun to dream of staying away from the castle

forever.

But now, it seemed the chaos and problems of that place had followed her here.

"I'm fine, and if you don't mind, I really need to rest," Nnenna replied, her tone as calm as she could

manage, though a hint of annoyance flickered behind her eyes.

But Queen Chioma wasn't backing down. She had her agenda for the day. With a determined smile,

she pressed on, hoping to leave a good impression on the King. "You don't have to pretend, dear.

We're family.

You can tell us how you're really feeling. Don't worry, | will speak to the doctor. Maybe you can stay

here a bit longer so they can make sure everything is alright with you."

In her heart, Queen Chioma actually hoped that Nnenna would stay longer in the hospital. She

didn't want the girl to cback hat all.

It was an opportunity for her to cup with a perfect excuse, a reason to keep Nnenna away. But

what Chioma did not realize was that her "excuse" was a blessing in disguise for Nnenna.

Nnenna didn't want to return to that castle. For the first tin a long while, she felt peace, real,

uninterrupted peace.