They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System-Chapter 49 - Big Time Accountant Uncle Reuben

Turning to him, she held it up silently, her raised eyebrows speaking volumes.

“The password is ‘healing,'” Ikenna said, almost before she could ask.

Nnenna blinked at him, momentarily surprised by the choice.

“Healing?” she repeated, entering the word and unlocking the phone.

Then she glanced up at him with an intrigued smile.

“You must really love being a doctor to use that as your password.”

Ikenna shrugged, slipping his hands into his coat pockets.

“It’s the heart of what I do.

My entire career is built around that one word.”

Nnenna studied him for a moment, a flicker of respect crossing her face before she turned her attention back to the phone.

“A little cheesy, but I’ll allow it,” she teased lightly, already pulling up the camera app.

“Don’t let your respect show too much,” Ikenna replied dryly, following her as they walked down the hallway.

On the second floor, Nnenna scanned the halls, peering into offices as she searched for Reuben.

She did not find him in any of the obvious places, but she pressed on until she reached the last door.

When she opened it, she found herself in a small storage room filled with cleaning materials.

There, sitting on an overturned bucket of paint with his phone in hand, was Reuben.

“Snap!”

Nnenna’s phone camera flashed as she pointed it directly at him.

“Hello, Big Time Accountant Uncle Reuben,” she said with a mischievous smile, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

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Her eyes darted to his uniform and the mops, buckets, and brooms scattered around him.

Reuben froze at the sound of her voice, which he recognized all too well.

His stomach dropped as the weight of his lies came crashing down.

Then came another sound click, click, click.

She was taking more pictures.

Startled and panicked, Reuben scrambled to stand up, but in his haste, he lost his balance and tumbled off the bucket.

He looked up from the ground to see a familiar face, one of the last people he wanted to encounter.

“Y-you!

What are you doing here?!” he stammered, his voice high pitched and strained as he struggled to get up.

“Oh, don’t mind me,” Nnenna said, stepping further into the room with her phone still raised.

Her tone was light, but the smirk on her face was anything but friendly.

“I just came to check out your… impressive office.

You know, the one Nurse Courage told me so much about.”

“Snap!” Another picture was taken, the sound making Reuben flinch.

“Stop taking pictures!” he shouted, his face red with a mix of panic and fury.

But Nnenna tilted her head mockingly, a look of exaggerated innocence on her face.

“Why?

I think Mommy Courage will love to see these,” she said, gesturing at the cleaning supplies around them with a sweeping motion.

“She’ll be so proud of your ‘Big Time Accountant’ skills.”

Reuben opened his mouth to respond, but Ikenna’s laugh cut through the air.

He had been leaning against the doorframe, silently observing the scene, but now he couldn’t hold back.

“Big Time Accountant?” Ikenna said, his tone thick with sarcasm.

“You should’ve mentioned that your accounting skills include managing brooms and mop buckets.”

Reuben shot a glare at him, his jaw working as if trying to come up with a defense.

“Listen, this is none of your business—”

“Oh, it is,” Nnenna interrupted, her grin turning sharp.

“Because lying to someone who loves you is my business.

You don’t mess with my people, Reuben.”

Reuben’s mouth snapped shut, his face paling as he realized just how deep a hole he had dug himself into.

Reuben’s face turned crimson, his embarrassment palpable as he glared at Nnenna.

“Stop taking pictures!” he shouted, finally managing to stand.

But Nnenna only grinned wider.

“But I think Nurse Courage will really love to see these,” she said, waving the phone in front of him mockingly.

This dreadful girl, the cancer to this mission, was right in front of him.

His mind raced as panic took hold.

She was going to expose him!

He briefly thought of bribing her, but remembering her sharp wit and unyielding attitude at the hospital, he knew she couldn’t be swayed by money or empty promises.

At that moment, a dark and desperate thought flickered through his mind.

‘Dead men don’t talk.’ She was just a fifteen year old girl, and he was a grown man in his forties.

Surely, his strength would overpower hers.

His decision made, Reuben lunged toward Nnenna, his hands reaching out to grab her and drag her into the closet, intending to silence her forever.

But before he could lay a hand on her, the girl was moved backward, swiftly and still composed.

In the blink of an eye, another figure stepped in front of her like a shield.

Ikenna, who had been standing by the doorway, reacted with speed and precision.

“Not today,” Ikenna muttered coldly as he shoved Reuben with enough force to send him stumbling back into the closet.

Ikenna followed him and locked the door with a decisive click then turned to face Reuben.

His tall frame and sharp features, now devoid of his usual relaxed demeanor, loomed over the man.

Reuben felt a chill creep up his spine as he realized the man wasn’t here to play games.

Ikenna’s gaze was cold, his jaw tight.

For a moment, he said nothing, simply studying the man as if he were a specimen under a microscope.

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