[{"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-66":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},1491651,1939,"Chapter 66: Alex","born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-chapter-66",66,"\u003Cp>Emily paused at the door and turned around. Her eyes were calm but cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was never planning to come back in the first place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she walked out, leaving George and Margret fuming behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emily’s condition was far more serious. She was admitted to the hospital. Due to extreme fear and stress, she had nearly miscarried again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it weren’t for Mary’s quick thinking, the baby might not have survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emily feigned sleepiness, avoiding the questioning gazes of Mary, Olivia, and Theodore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the conversation just now, it was clear that the issue between Emily and George had never been about money in the first place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Margret’s role as the villain did seem fitting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia parted her lips to question Emily, but Mary stopped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not right now. She’s under a lot of stress.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Olivia nodded. Understanding the severity of the situation, she left with Theodore and Mary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They returned to the general ward, and the scene before them nearly made them faint from anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Margret and George were arguing with Aurora.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Margret looked agitated and raised her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora flinched and shut her eyes, but the expected pain never came. Instead, she heard her mother’s furious roar:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How dare you raise your hand against my daughter!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary was staring at Margret with an expression so furious it looked like she could kill her on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Margret pointed a finger at Mary, about to say something when a security guard arrived and warned her,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ma’am, this is a hospital. If you cause any more trouble, we will have to remove you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Margret gasped as if she were the victim. \"Remove me? Do you know who I am?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard didn’t even blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t care. Rules are rules.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George clenched his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can’t talk to my mother like that!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary rolled her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? But it was fine when she tried to hit Aurora?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora peeked out from behind Mary, her eyes wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still looked scared—but also a little surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Margret pointed at Aurora. \"That brat insulted me first!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora’s hands clenched into fists. \"I only told the truth!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Margret scoffed. \"Truth? What do you know, you little—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watch your mouth,\" Theodore interrupted, stepping between them. His voice was ice-cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Margret shrank back but still glared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you all treating me like the bad guy?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary crossed her arms. \"Because you are the bad guy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The security guard sighed. \"Alright, that’s enough. If you don’t leave now, I’ll have to call the police.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Margret gasped. \"The police?! For what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For harassment,\" the guard said firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George grabbed Margret’s arm. \"Mom, let’s go.\" His face was pale. He could tell they were losing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Margret looked like she wanted to argue, but the security guard stepped forward, ready to escort them out. She huffed and stomped away, dragging George with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they were gone, Mary turned and cupped Aurora’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you alright? Did she hurt you? Are you injured anywhere?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom, I’m fine.\" Aurora patted Mary’s hand and lay back on the bed. \"In fact, I had the upper hand until she decided to use violence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really? What did you do?\" Theodore asked with interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora folded her arms and puffed out her chest arrogantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing much. I just called that guy—George—a mama’s boy. I also told him he was a coward who hides behind his mommy and that he was useless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary, Olivia, and Theodore blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You said what?\" Olivia asked, trying not to laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora shrugged. \"Well, it’s true. He always lets his mom fight his battles. I just pointed it out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theodore chuckled. \"No wonder Margret got so mad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary sighed and shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aurora, you need to be careful with your words. People like Margret don’t handle the truth well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora huffed. \"She started it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary softened and patted Aurora’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know, sweetheart. You did well, but next time, just call for me, alright?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora nodded, feeling warm inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary tucked Aurora in and said, \"You rest. Olivia and Theodore will stay with you until the evening.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew Mary didn’t get holidays and had only taken half a day off from work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How dare you raise your hand against my daughter!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The familiar yet distant voice rang in the ears of the young man watching the scene from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to the crowd, he remained unseen by the Waters family, but from his vantage point, everything was clearly visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man had mesmerizing deep blue eyes, well-defined facial features, and skin as pale as snow. He was strikingly handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the small scar at the corner of his forehead, partially hidden by his bangs, added a touch of fragility to his appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even dressed casually in an off-white t-shirt and beige pants, he looked breathtaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He appeared to have just come of age, yet the wisdom in his eyes told a completely different story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few passing nurses and women sneaked glances at him, giggling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man, however, remained indifferent. To be precise, he was dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept staring at the scene in front of him, feeling no warmth—only coldness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’She abandoned you!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’She never loved you at all!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’She doesn’t care about you—she didn’t even wish you a happy birthday!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’If she truly loved you, she would have never left you in the first place!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His father’s voice echoed in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before, he had thought his father was merely trying to create a wedge between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doubt crept in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he was the foolish one all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’See? It’s not that she doesn’t care—she just doesn’t even remember you exist.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mocking voice sneered at him from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man clenched his fists and tried to console himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’It’s alright. She’s busy. She barely even has time for herself.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another voice countered sarcastically,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Oh, but she has time to protect your halfsister—not you. Truly busy. Just accept it—she doesn’t care about you.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man couldn’t bear to watch any longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without another glance, he turned and walked out of the hospital room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked up to the only place that gave him peace and warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The library.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man walked into the library, his footsteps light but his heart heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bookshelves stood tall around him, filled with endless stories and knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smell of old pages and ink filled the air, calming his restless thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He made his way to a quiet corner near the window, where the sunlight poured in gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his favorite spot. It was peaceful—unlike the storm raging in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat down, resting his head on his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His deep blue eyes stared at the book in front of him, but he wasn’t really reading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind kept going back to what he had seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mother—hismother—had looked so fierce when she protected Aurora.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But had she ever looked like that for him? Had she ever defended him that way?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to remember.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But all he saw were faded memories. Blurry images of her holding his hand when he was little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her warm smile, her soft voice telling him bedtime stories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just silence. Just distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest ached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Maybe she forgot about me,’ he thought bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then a warm voice called out,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alex, you are here again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex turned toward the voice and saw a familiar kind old face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Librarian Eleanor Steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the kindest souls he had ever met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only did she remember his birthdays, but she also brought him various snacks and asked about his day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if she had all the time in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex’s lowered his head and said softly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You seem upset.\" Eleanor pointed out after 20 seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex was used to Eleanor’s delayed reaction. He knew she was getting old and it took her a lot of time to process his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\" He openly admitted. Facing the world he still had a guard on, but in front of Eleanor, the woman who had looked after him since he was 13, he didn’t feel the need to hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor sat down across from him, her old chair creaking a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She adjusted her glasses and looked at him with gentle eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you want to talk about it?\" she asked, her voice warm and patient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex hesitated. A part of him wanted to say no, to keep everything bottled up like always.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But another part of him, the part that still longed for someone to care, wanted to spill everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long pause, he mumbled, \"I saw my mom today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleanor’s eyebrows lifted slightly. \"Oh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah...\" He swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She was protecting Aurora. She was so angry... so fierce. Like she would do anything to keep her safe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your half-sister?\" Eleanor asked. She knew about Alex’s complex life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" Alex admitted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But she never did that for me. Never.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice cracked, but he quickly forced it back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just... I don’t get it. Why is Aurora so important, but I’m not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1518,"2026-06-06T04:03:40.622Z",1,"novelbin.me","e02a8215371956003d59a3a2d1b8ecfc9fcdcb7f01b49e4d7e34ab92795a9f9b","born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-chapter-67","born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-chapter-65",614,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fborn-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-cover.jpg"]