[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s":3,"chapter-born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-chapter-244":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Born Into Villain's Family: I Have a 200\\% Rebate System",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1491879,1939,"Chapter 244: Leo","born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-chapter-244",244,"\u003Cp>The next morning at school, everything felt different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Aurora and Spencer walked through the gates, heads turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t holding hands, but the space between them felt warm, glowing, like invisible stars connected them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the way they looked at each other was soft and dreamy, like something out of a romance movie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood close, smiling without saying much. Honestly, it looked like they were about to kiss at any second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a distance, Mia watched them and let out a small laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, well,\" she said, walking over. \"Did you two patch things up again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora raised an eyebrow with a teasing smile. \"Patch what up? We never had a fight in the first place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah,\" Spencer added, smirking. \"We’re too in love to fight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mia rolled her eyes. \"Right. My bad, then. Must’ve imagined all that dramatic tension.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a playful smile, she turned to Spencer. \"Sorry, but I’m borrowing your girlfriend for a few minutes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait—\" Spencer started, but before he could finish, Mia had already looped her arm through Aurora’s and dragged her off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll bring her back in one piece!\" she called over her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They turned the corner, and Mia stopped walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright,\" she said, lowering her voice. \"Today’s the first day of Homecoming Week, remember? Time to dress up. We need to make jaws drop.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora’s eyes sparkled. \"Oh yeah! I totally forgot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clapped her hands together. \"Perfect! I was already thinking of giving Spencer a big surprise today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile... across campus, at the university art room...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia was standing in front of a large canvas, paintbrush in hand, surrounded by bright sunlight and the smell of fresh paint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her painting—a dreamy landscape filled with soft blues, pinks, and gold—caught everyone’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People began gathering around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow... that’s amazing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It looks like something you’d see in an art museum.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Olivia, you’re seriously gonna be a famous artist one day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One girl gasped. \"No, for real. Your style is so original. You could beat even the top artists someday!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia blushed slightly and gave a small wave with her paint-stained hand. \"Thanks, but I’m really not that great. There are so many other amazing artists out there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was calm and humble. She didn’t act proud or braggy at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her quiet honesty made people like her even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you give me tips?\" a boy asked, holding up his sketchbook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Same!\" a girl added. \"How do you blend colors like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia smiled kindly. \"Of course. I can show you. For blending, it helps to keep your brush a little wet... and try to use soft strokes, like this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gently guided their hands, showing them how to move the brush with care and patience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group listened closely, watching every movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not everyone in the room looked so happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the far corner of the studio, a girl sat with her arms crossed, glaring at Olivia like she was watching a rival win a prize she didn’t deserve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her name was Moana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face was twisted in a bitter scowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah,\" she muttered under her breath, \"what a faker. Smiling like that, acting all sweet... she’s nothing but a white lotus.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her sat another girl, quiet, thoughtful Eleanor, Olivia’s best friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor glanced sideways and said gently, \"Moana, you shouldn’t say things like that. Olivia’s actually a really good person.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moana’s glare deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please. You’re just too nice to see it. She’s totally fake. Look at how she’s acting like a painting queen. She’s using you, Eleanor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor let out a small sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t think so. Olivia... she’s kind to everyone, sure. But I know she sees me as her best friend. She always remembers my favorite colors. And my birthday. And she texts me every morning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moana snorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If she really thought you were her best friend, she’d be sitting with you right now—not all the way over there playing art teacher to a bunch of strangers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor tightened her grip on her sketchbook. \"Moana, you’re wrong. Olivia isn’t like that. Just because she’s helping others doesn’t mean she’s ignoring me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moana scoffed. \"Oh really? Then why isn’t she sitting next to you, huh? Why is she smiling and acting like she’s queen of the world over there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor opened her mouth to argue again—but just then, a sudden noise caught everyone’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The art room door swung open, and a tall guy in a neat white shirt walked in, holding a bouquet of roses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked nervous, but also super determined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whispers flew around the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh my gosh, isn’t that—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait, isn’t he the heir to that real estate company downtown?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, that’s Leo Feng! His family’s worth millions!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone could react further, Leo walked straight up to Olivia, stopped in front of her canvas... and dropped down on one knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia blinked, totally shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held up the flowers with shaking hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Olivia,\" he said, voice clear and a little shaky, \"I’ve been watching your art for a while. And I... I think you’re amazing. Not just your paintings—but you. Will you go on a date with me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole room gasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone squealed. \"She’s so lucky!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow! Olivia’s not just talented, she’s pretty and she’s getting rich boy attention?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s like... perfect!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia turned pink from all the attention. She stepped back, clearly caught off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Um... Leo, I... I don’t even know what to say...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the room, Moana’s hands clenched into fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes snapped toward Eleanor, whose expression had completely changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor stared at Leo in silence, her lips pressed into a thin line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked... quiet. Hurt. Her head was slightly bowed, and she didn’t say anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moana narrowed her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait,\" she said in a low voice, \"Eleanor. Isn’t that the guy you said you liked?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor didn’t look up. She just nodded a tiny bit and whispered, \"It’s okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s not okay!\" Moana hissed. \"This is not okay at all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood up so fast her stool screeched against the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Olivia totally did this on purpose!\" she snapped. \"She knew you liked him. That fake smile, that soft little voice... she knew exactly how to reel him in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor still didn’t look up. Her fingers gripped the edges of her sketchbook tighter and tighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moana was furious now. \"I can’t believe this. You treat her like a sister and this is how she treats you?! Nope. I’m done sitting and watching this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor finally looked at her, eyes wide. \"Moana, please—don’t make a scene.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Moana shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. She needs to be taught a lesson. She can’t just pretend to be everyone’s angel and then steal what’s not hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s time someone showed her she’s not as perfect as she thinks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor looked torn. Her lips trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just... please don’t hurt her,\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Moana had already turned away, her eyes burning with jealousy and anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was so quiet, you could hear the sound of the paintbrushes still dripping into the cleaning jars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"OLIVIA!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone jumped as Moana’s voice rang out like thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia turned around, slowly, still holding her paintbrush. Her face was calm—almost too calm—as she looked at Moana, who stood near the back, fists clenched and chest heaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You white lotus!\" Moana shouted, pointing straight at her. \"You act all sweet and gentle—but secretly, you’re seducing your own best friend’s crush?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gasps echoed across the room. Some people dropped their sketchbooks. Others turned and stared at Olivia, shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait—what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is she talking about Leo?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eleanor’s crush?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia blinked, clearly confused. \"Moana, what are you even talking about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moana marched forward, her shoes clacking loudly on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t play innocent now,\" she spat. \"Everyone, listen up! Eleanor is Olivia’s best friend! And just a few days ago, Eleanor told Olivia that she liked Leo. She had a crush on him for months!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students looked at each other, whispering fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that true?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No way...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If that’s real, then Olivia totally crossed a line.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leo, still on one knee, looked startled and slowly stood up, backing away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia stayed calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face didn’t twist. Her voice didn’t rise. She just slowly turned her head... and looked at Eleanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that true?\" she asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor looked frozen. Her eyes darted around the room. She looked at Moana. Then at Olivia. Her lips trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia stepped forward. \"Eleanor,\" she said again, \"is what Moana said true?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes fell to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia’s voice turned firmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eleanor. Please. I need to hear it clearly. Yes or no. Did you tell me... that you liked Leo?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole class held their breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor hesitated... then finally, slowly, gave the tiniest nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moana crossed her arms with a loud \"HA!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Olivia held up a hand to stop her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay,\" Olivia said. \"Then answer this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked right into Eleanor’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you ever tell me that you liked Leo? Not just in your heart. I mean... did you say it to me? Out loud?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor opened her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>",1528,"2026-06-06T04:03:40.623Z",1,"novelbin.me","e3b4fea2d8a73a0257fe22a3ccccc39857d56d700f837d46ed7e32395243cd94","born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-chapter-245","born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-chapter-243",614,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fborn-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-cover.jpg"]