[{"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-88":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},1491686,1939,"Chapter 88: Eleanor","born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-chapter-88",88,"\u003Cp>She laughed, clearly enjoying his reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Relax, I was joking. You’re cute when you blush, though.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theodore exhaled, trying to calm the rapid thudding of his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You shouldn’t joke about things like that. Someone might take you seriously.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She winked. \"Maybe that’s the fun part.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could respond, a voice called out in the distance. \"Eleanor!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned toward the sound, a small pout forming on her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, looks like my sister is calling me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theodore’s heart sank a little at the realization that their time together was coming to an end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood up, dusting off her dress before glancing back at him with a playful smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, wait a minute!\" she exclaimed, tapping her forehead lightly. \"I don’t even know your name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled, finally regaining his composure. \"It’s Theodore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She beamed. \"Nice to meet you, Theodore. I’m Eleanor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smile faltered slightly. Eleanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill ran down his spine as Aurora’s words resurfaced in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stay away from women whose names start with ’E’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See you around, Theodore,\" Eleanor said with a wink before turning and walking away, her golden curls bouncing behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone would have fallen for Eleanor by now, but Theodore?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he felt was chills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coincidence was too much to ignore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, she had approached him out of nowhere, and then she had asked for his number as if they had known each other for ages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, the name—Eleanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers clenched into fists as doubt began to gnaw at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this just happenstance, or was something far more sinister at play?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sister had always been eerily accurate in her predictions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the way she had foreseen her coma sent shivers down his spine. What if this wasn’t just a fluke?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Eleanor was the reason he would never become famous? What if she was a distraction meant to lead him astray from his dreams?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theodore’s throat felt dry. His paranoia deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if she wasn’t even human?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swallowed hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Eleanor was a ghost, lured by his undeniable handsomeness, drawn to him with the intention of making an impression before disappearing into the void?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her golden curls and bright blue eyes—were they truly enchanting, or was there something unnatural about them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more he thought about it, the more unsettling the encounter became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her laughter, her winks, her effortless charm—it was almost too perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too smooth. Too...planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theodore suddenly jumped to his feet, his nerves getting the best of him. He needed to get away from here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Away from the shooting location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Away fromher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His role might be insignificant, but what if staying here meant sealing his fate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nope. Nope. Nope,\" he muttered under his breath, shaking his head vigorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without another thought, he turned on his heels and bolted. He didn’t care if people saw him running like a lunatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, all he cared about was putting as much distance as possible between himself and Eleanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he sprinted through the lot, he made a solemn vow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more fantasies about women whose names start with ’E’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was final. Eleanor, Evelyn, Elise, Emma—whoever they were, wherever they were, he would avoid them like the plague. He wouldn’t let fate toy with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>................\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Eleanor walked away from Theodore, the playful smile she had worn mere moments ago curled into something far more triumphant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her blue eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she subtly bit her lower lip, trying to suppress the bubbling excitement within her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had done it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suppressing the urge to twirl in delight, she tilted her head slightly, her voice laced with amusement as she spoke inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"System, how did I do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mechanical yet soothing voice immediately responded in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Task accomplished. You have successfully positioned yourself as a future superstar, Theodore’s white moonlight.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally,\" she murmured under her breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been a painstaking ordeal, waiting for the right moment to make her entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For over a week, she had wandered around the filming location, her patience stretched thin as she searched for her target in a state of solitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the novel, Theodore was meant to sit at one of these benches, wallowing in dejection after being berated by the director.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the moment the kind and radiant Eleanor would step in, offering him encouragement and unknowingly planting the seeds of obsession within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A picture-perfect scenario—one that was supposed to unfold naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, the reality had proven frustratingly unpredictable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the first day, Theodore had left immediately after the shoot, his shoulders squared in forced nonchalance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the second, he had been caught up in an unexpected conversation with a crew member.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the third, he had been too absorbed in reviewing his script, leaving Eleanor lurking in the background like a fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the eighth day, she had started doubting the accuracy of the novel’s timeline, wondering if some unknown factor had altered the course of events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But today—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, the pieces had finally aligned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had approached him at just the right moment, her words carefully chosen to leave a lingering imprint in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way his eyes had lit up when she complimented him, the faint blush dusting his cheeks—it had all gone according to plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft chuckle escaped her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the novel’s future, when Theodore reached the pinnacle of fame, he would tirelessly seek her out, desperate to reclaim the warmth of their brief encounter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What awaited her was a life of luxury, with jewelry, properties, and endless wealth bestowed upon her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, at the back of her mind, she recalled the darker undertones of the novel’s plot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His search for her was not out of gratitude. It was obsession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theodore, once hardened by the struggles of the industry, would turn possessive, unwilling to let go of the one person who had comforted him in his moment of despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would spare no expense in tracking her down, imprisoning her in a gilded cage of his own making.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, Eleanor felt turned on...\u003C\u002Fp>",1014,"2026-06-06T04:03:40.622Z",1,"novelbin.me","658aabfadc890e73246c02cf8640a04eb2470003895201fe9a0e48f529ed2995","born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-chapter-414","born-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-chapter-413",614,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fborn-into-villain-s-family-i-have-a-200-rebate-s-cover.jpg"]