[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system":3,"chapter-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-41":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System",{"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},560547,810,"Chapter 41: The Queen Behind the Curtain","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-41",41,"\u003Cp>The Queen Behind the Curtain\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>De Dominicis Group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>President’s Office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the city stretched wide beneath glass walls that reached high into the air. Sunlight poured in early, sweeping over smooth stone underfoot, then rising slowly up the heavy grain of a broad desk built for long hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca De Dominicis took her seat behind it, legs arranged with quiet grace. One stretched long, laid smoothly across the second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind tugged at the loose threads of her deep-red hair, spilling past her shoulders in soft waves. Sunlight threaded through it, pulling out hints of amber where it touched. One strand curled near a cheekbone, sharp as cut stone. She held the paper still, gaze steady, those red irises scanning every line without rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fitted ivory blouse hugged her frame, slipping neatly beneath a sharp black skirt. Around her waist, the material dipped just so, rising again at the swell of her hips - calm, assured. Nothing was overstated. Jewelry would have been noise; strength already lived in her stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the page before her: Shin Cooperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since hearing Julian D’Aurelius’s inner voice that day, her information network had sharpened like a blade freshly honed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he had casually muttered in his thoughts...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had all been true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several days of discreet investigation, the truth now lay neatly documented before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shin Cooperation had serious internal problems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the man aggressively pushing the New Thermal Power Project partnership—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vice President Danny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty million Euro had appeared in his wife’s bank account recently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca had traced it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The source: a transfer from a minor celebrity named Naina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naina’s sugar daddy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her own cousin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan De Dominicis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca’s red eyes darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If her deduction was correct, that twenty million was merely the down payment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One billion Euro was the real bait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good job, Ryan,\" she murmured softly, lips curving without warmth. \"Daring to collude with outsiders.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold glint flashed through her gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had secured her authority in the De Dominicis Group at an age when others were still learning office politics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had survived boardroom ambushes, shareholder rebellions, and internal power struggles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had not done it by being sentimental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For traitors—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even family—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would show no mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to Ryan, another name occupied her mind more intensely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers paused against the edge of the paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man was already on her must-kill list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she still couldn’t see him clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His background was wrapped in fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only concrete trace she had uncovered—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An investment company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half a month ago, that company had invested an enormous sum to become the largest shareholder of Shin Cooperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the company was not under Evan’s name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was hiding carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca leaned back in her chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forget it,\" she murmured. \"No need to alert the enemy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was patient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long line catches the biggest fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s thought, she picked up her phone and made a call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone was calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Send Vice President Danny to my office.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, the door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dignified middle-aged man stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vice President Danny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore a neat suit. His hair was combed precisely. His smile was respectful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes flicked upward for half a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And lingered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since Bianca had taken control of the De Dominicis Group, the senior executives had enjoyed an unintended benefit: they could feast their eyes daily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her beauty was not the soft kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"President Bianca,\" Danny said, bowing slightly. \"You called for me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She closed the report slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vice President Danny,\" she said evenly, \"how many years have you been with our company?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly thirty years.\" He laughed heartily. \"I’ve dedicated my whole life to this company.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hand suddenly slammed down on the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp crack echoed through the office like a gunshot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Danny flinched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it dedicated to the company,\" Bianca’s voice turned icy, \"or dedicated to Ryan’s one billion Euro?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of panic passed through Danny’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One billion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The number pierced straight through his composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he forced a confused expression onto his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"President Bianca... what do you mean?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca rose slowly from her chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heels clicked softly against the marble floor as she walked around the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each step measured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each step deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stopped in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t like nonsense,\" she said quietly. \"You know very well how the De Dominicis household handles traitors.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her red eyes locked onto his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even if you don’t care about yourself...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned slightly closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Think about your family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Danny’s breathing grew uneven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His legs felt weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The calm pressure in her gaze was more terrifying than shouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly dropped to his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"President Bianca! This has nothing to do with my family!\" His voice cracked. \"I was forced by Young Master Ryan! He threatened me! I had no choice!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speak clearly,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrangement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bribe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan to push the cooperation forward at any cost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The promised one billion Euro profit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he finished, sweat had soaked through his collar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca returned to her chair and sat down gracefully, expression unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, however—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt a ripple of shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had matched what Julian’s inner voice had once casually predicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had known.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without evidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without investigation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers tapped lightly against the armrest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good job, Evan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to move against me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips curved faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was an art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she was very skilled at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked down at Danny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vice President Danny.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head jerked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can give you a chance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hope flared instantly in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go and tell Ryan that I agree to this cooperation,\" she continued calmly. \"The finance department will transfer the money within twenty-four hours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Danny blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh??\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The single syllable slipped out before he could stop himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t surrendering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was setting a trap.\u003C\u002Fp>",1009,"2026-05-30T15:14:54.973Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","d68433e7eb168c3b0f05ea1c34124887dc999871fa0304e1641475f5a746f977","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-42","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-40",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]