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

Chapter 57: Uncle Chapter 57: Uncle “Uncle Ikenna,” the girl beside him said innocently, her voice laced with

playful mischief.

Ikenna’s head whipped toward her, his expression clearly displeased.

“You promised you wouldn't callthat again if | gave you my phone for those pictures!” he protested.

“Yes, | did promise not to call you that anymore,” she replied, her tone calm and composed, as if she were

reading from a legal document.

“But the agreement was your phone for those pictures and a great new phone for me.

You haven't bought the new phone yet, so | can go back to calling you ‘Uncle."” She folded her arms, her logic

impeccable.

Ikenna opened his mouth to respond but quickly shut it, realizing he could not argue with her reasoning.

She had him cornered, and she knew it.

‘What exactly was | thinking when | promised to buy her a phone?’ he thought, suppressing a groan.

The very idea of explaining this to Somto made his stomach churn.

‘Somto would most likely killif | bought her a phone without his permission.

I'll have to ask him first before moving forward.

| just hope he agrees, otherwise, I'm stuck with these endless “Uncle” calls forever.” “Uncle!” the girl called

again, her voice firmer this time.

Ikenna kept his eyes on the road, determined not to respond.

He did not want to encourage this behavior.

Instead, he raised a questioning brow, silently acknowledging her persistence.

Seeing that she now had his attention, she began, her tone serious.

“I need another favor from you.” “What is it this time?” he asked with a resigned sigh, bracing himself for her

next request.

“I can’t just walk up to Nurse Courage and show her those pictures on your phone.

| need you to please ask your staff to print the pictures out for me,” she explained.

“Or better still, print them yourself.

Or, if you're too busy, teachhow to print them, and I'll do it myself.” Her voice grew softer, tinged with

concern.

“I don’t want anybody else to see those pictures.

The gossip is already bad enough.” She frowned, recalling how her earlier antics had caused trouble for Nurse

Courage in the cafeteria.

Ikenna noticed the guilty look on her face and sighed, nodding slightly.

Why did she seem so remorseful, as though the gossip were entirely her fault?

Still, she made a good point.

“Alright,” he said.

“We'll go to my office, and I'll teach you how to print.

That way, you won't end up taking so much of my tnext time.” The words were more of a precaution for the

future.

Ikenna couldn't help but wonder what other adventures she might drag him into.

It wasn’t as though his workload wasn’t already demanding, but her energy seemed to always pull him along.

“Okay!” the girl replied eagerly.

“That would be better.

Then I'll learn how to print!” she said, her tone filled with genuine excitement.

Her enthusiasm was almost infectious, making lIkenna crack a smile despite himself.

He shook his head in mild amusement.

‘Maybe this is why Somto dotes on her so much,’ he thought.

She was full of life, her spirit unrelenting and bright.

But if only he knew what lay beneath.

The girl he was looking at now was not always this way.

After her rebirth, she was learning to appreciate life, and the giver of life, in ways she hadn't before.

After a long drive, Ikenna finally pulled into the hospital and parked in the director's reserved space.

As they entered through the receptionist’s office, the girl behind the desk froze, her eyes locked on Nnenna and

then shifting to the director beside her.

The receptionist quickly pieced together what must have happened, this was the girl the staff had been

searching for earlier.

When a nurse went to check on her ankle and found the room empty, a huge panic had ensued.

But here she was now, casually walking beside the director as if nothing had happened.

The receptionist hesitated, unsure how to address the situation.

‘How do you scold someone when they're with the director himself?’ she thought, feeling the weight of her

dilemma.

Ikenna noticed her intense gaze and turned to look at her, raising an eyebrow in silent inquiry.

The receptionist flushed slightly, embarrassed by her staring, and quickly looked away.

Picking up the phone, she called off the search, informing the concerned staff that Nnenna was with the director

and seemed fine.

The staff involved in the search reluctantly returned to their stations, muttering under their breath about the

stress caused by this VIP patient.

Since she had woken up, there hadn't been a single day of peace.

Meanwhile, Ikenna led Nnenna upstairs to his office.

He placed his palm on the biometric scanner to unlock the door, then walked straight to a smaller room within

the office.

This room housed various office equipment like printers, photocopiers, and scanners.

“Chere, letteach you how to do this,” he said, gesturing for her to step closer.

Ikenna took a moment to gather his thoughts before he began walking Nnenna through the steps.

He didn’t want to make it sound too complicated, though he could sense her eagerness to learn.

“Alright, so the first thing you need to do is connect your phone to the printer.

There are a few ways to do this, but the easiest one is through Wi-Fi,” he began, tapping the phone's screen to

navigate.

“Make sure the printer is turned on, and then on your phone, go to the Wi-Fi settings.

Look for the printer's nunder the available networks.” He paused and waited for her to catch up, giving her

tto follow his instructions.

“Once connected, you'll need to open the pictures you want to print.

Go to your gallery, find the photo, and then tap the share icon.

You should see an option that says ‘Print’ select that.” Ikenna made sure she was following along.

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS JedidiahBeaufoy Any suggestions on how to convince Prince Somto to let him buy her a

phone?

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