[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rebate-king-every-beauty-i-spoil-makes-me-a-bill":3,"chapter-rebate-king-every-beauty-i-spoil-makes-me-a-bill-rebate-king-every-beauty-i-spoil-makes-me-a-bill-chapter-31":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Rebate King: Every Beauty I Spoil Makes Me a Billionaire",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},376402,636,"Chapter 31: An Uninvited Guest","rebate-king-every-beauty-i-spoil-makes-me-a-bill-chapter-31",31,"\u003Cp>\"Who gave you the courage? Your therapist?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leo’s face went the color of a cooked tomato.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had walked in here a few hours ago genuinely believing that two million dollars and a smug smile would be enough to put a bicycle-riding nobody in his place. Two million dollars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan Harrison had over two hundred million dollars in his account. He could have buried Leo in cash, lit the cash on fire, and walked away barely noticing the smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re absolutely right,\" Leo heard himself say, the words tumbling out faster than his pride could catch them. \"I was, I was completely out of line. You’re the real one. The real boss. I should have known.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve made a fool of myself in front of you. I’ll see myself out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bowed slightly, turned on his heel, and walked toward the doors of the sales office with all the dignity of a man trying not to break into a run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he reached the marble steps outside, he was no longer making eye contact with anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan watched the doors swing shut behind him and let out a quiet, satisfied breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mood was, by any reasonable measure, excellent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six hundred and fifty million in fresh capital. An entire luxury building soon to be in his name, ready to be gifted. A bound target with a wide-open avenue for further spending. Everything was clicking together in a perfectly oiled rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this pace held, and there was no reason to believe it wouldn’t, breaking ten billion wasn’t a fantasy. It was just a matter of timing. A hundred billion wasn’t even out of the question. The math said what the math said, and the math was generous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, all he had to do was wait twenty-four hours for the paperwork. Once the title deed was in his hand, he’d find a way to put it in front of Sophie Youngs, and he had a quiet feeling that that particular delivery was going to move her favorability needle in some genuinely interesting directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan slid his hands into his pockets and started toward the exit, the small private smile from earlier returning to the corner of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had exactly one objective these days, and it was a simple one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spend money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that Stan proceeded to head back his dormitory, soon he reached his destination...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed open the dormitory door and suddenly stopped dead in his tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His roommate Zack Howard was standing in the middle of the room, dressed in a full formal suit, pressed collar, polished shoes, the whole performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On any other day, this guy would argue over splitting a two-dollar coffee. Today he looked like he was about to attend a wedding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother,\" Zack said with a smile, straightening his jacket with quiet dignity, \"let’s go get some barbecue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan stared at him for a long moment. ’Barbecue?!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man, who once made him split the delivery fee three ways, this guy who’s very stingy is actually feeling generous today and was offering to treat him to barbecue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who died?\" Stan asked, clearly not buying this version of Zack...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zack broke into a grin he’d clearly been holding back. \"I have a new girlfriend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’No wonder...’ Stan laughed and grabbed his jacket off the chair. \"Then we absolutely have to go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The restaurant wasn’t far from campus, a lively street-side spot with red lanterns strung over the entrance and the smell of charcoal and cumin drifting half a block away. Zack led him to a table near the back where two women were already seated, picking through the menu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stan, here’s Zoey Lin,\" Zack announced proudly, gesturing to the girl across from him like a man unveiling a painting. \"My girlfriend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zoey looked up and smiled, warm, a little shy. Pretty in an unassuming way. Her friend sat beside her, scrolling her phone with the particular boredom of someone who’d agreed to this outing as a favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And that’s Hailey Yates her friend,\" Zack added as an afterthought. \"Zoey and Hailey this is Stan, a close friend of mine...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hailey glanced up briefly, then back at her phone. Unlike Hailey who was acting a bit stiff, Zoey was friendly exchanging pleasantries with Stan the next second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they ordered. The grill came alive. Smoke curled toward the lanterns, and for a while the conversation was easy, the kind that flows naturally over cold beer and sizzling skewers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zack kept stealing glances at Zoey like he still couldn’t quite believe his luck. Stan found himself smiling at his friend’s poorly concealed happiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then a shadow fell across the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan felt it before he saw it, a shift in the air, the way a room changes when someone walks in fully intending to change it. He looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man in a tailored black suit was cutting through the restaurant with the unhurried stride of someone who had never once been told to wait. Mid-twenties. Good-looking in the architectural way that money tends to produce. Everything about him screamed rich...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes found Zoey first, then swept the table with a faint, evaluating smile, the kind that had already reached its conclusion before it began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zoey.\" His voice carried easily over the noise of the restaurant. \"Barbecue? Really?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let his gaze slowly drift across the plastic stools, the laminated menu, and the mismatched condiment bottles. \"You couldn’t find anywhere worse?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The table fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zack’s jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. The remark left him in an awkward position. He was the one who had suggested coming here for barbecue, and those words felt like a direct slap to his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zoey produced an awkward smile. \"Wade. I didn’t know you’d be here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wade Hollis is Zoey Lin’s ex-boyfriend. The two had already broken up. After finding out that Zoey is now with Zack, he had deliberately approached her to provoke and disgust her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t mind, do you?\" he said, in the tone of someone who had genuinely never considered the possibility that anyone might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zack gritted his teeth, his fist tightening until his knuckles turned white.\u003C\u002Fp>",1027,"2026-05-30T05:47:41.935Z","2026-06-01T04:30:27.337Z",1,"novelbin.me","a0f3d116aeab8349e9460b1fed4e5d232d1a4e2277cac04baf8bdcfeea569b86","rebate-king-every-beauty-i-spoil-makes-me-a-bill-chapter-32","rebate-king-every-beauty-i-spoil-makes-me-a-bill-chapter-30",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frebate-king-every-beauty-i-spoil-makes-me-a-bill-cover.jpg"]