Reborn as the Villainess

Having failed to take off the bracelet after several tries. Eleanor resigned herself to giving up. She figured she'd just have to find a way to deal with it later.

Til head back now," she said, standing up, her voice sounding a bit deflated.

Stephen didn't try to stop her. He stood up as well and offered. TII have the driver take you home."

"No need. I'll just call a cab Eleanor refused.

But just as she shing her backpack over her shoulder and was about to leave, the weather suddenly took a drastic turn. A violent storm blew in with torrential rain and claps of thunder, all in the blink of an eye.

Eleanor stood frozen, staring at the darkened sky and the downpour outside. It seemed impossible how quickly the weather had changed. She was sure it had been sunny just a while ago

Stephen glanced at the heavy rain outside and suggested. "It's raining like cats and dogs. Why don't you stay here for the night? I'll call your brother and explain the situation.

Eleanor narrowed her eyes and shot him a skeptical look. "No need. I won't get soaked in the car anyway. Do you have an umbrella?"

"Yes. Stephen nodded. Then, he turned to one of the maids, instructing her, "Go grab an umbrella."

"Yes, Mr. Lloyd," the maid replied.

Eleanor glanced at the storm raging outside, pressing her lips together. She figured if she took the umbrella, she could still make it to the car.

But just then, a security guard came rushing in, looking flustered. He quickly addressed Stephen. "Mr. Lloyd, I've just heard there's a typhoon on the way. The roads outside are getting blocked off, and we need to move the cars from the front gate back inside immediately."

Hearing this made Eleanor furrow her brows even deeper. She wondered, 'What's with this sudden weather change? And now there's a typhoon? She turned to Stephen, standing next to her, her clear eyes filled with doubt.

Stephen didn't show the slightest hint of panic under her gaze. Instead, he shrugged and raised an eyebrow with a smile, asking. "You don't really think I have the power to control the weather, do you?"

Eleanor was speechless, realizing she might have been overthinking things. No matter how influential he was, controlling the weather was beyond his reach.

The rain outside continued to pour, growing heavier and heavier until it looked like the sky was coming down in sheets. Just as the guard had mentioned, it wasn't long before the full force of the typhoon hit, with the storm howling furiously, turning the world outside into an apocalyptic scene.

Oscar, sensing the situation, stepped forward and said, "Ms. Vanderbilt, it's far too dangerous out there with the typhoon Why don't you stay at Mr. Lloyd's place for the night? As soon as the storm dies down tomorrow morning, I'll personally take you back to school. It's really not safe to leave now."

Eleanor glanced at the dark, stormy sky and could only nod. The roads were blocked off, and even if she forced her way through, there was no getting past. She replied, I'll have to impose then."

When Oscar heard her agree, he was so happy that he nearly jurped for joy. He quickly started buttering her up, saying, "Tll arrange for a servant to take you upstairs right away."

Eleanor nodded, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and followed the servant upstairs. As soon as her figure disappeared.

12 Thu, Oct 31

Having failed to take off the bracelet after several tries, Eleanor resigned herself to giving up. She figured she'd just have to find a way to deal with it later.

"I'll head back now," she said, standing up, her voice sounding a bit deflated.

Stephen didn't try to stop her. He stood up as well and offered, TII have the driver take you home."

"No need. I'll just call a cab." Eleanor refused.

But just as she slung her backpack over her shoulder and was about to leave, the weather suddenly took a drastic turn. A violent storm blew in with torrential rain and claps of thunder, all in the blink of an eye. Eleanor stood frozen, staring at the darkened sky and the downpour outside. It seemed impossible how quickly the weather had changed. She was sure it had been sunny just a while ago.

Stephen glanced at the heavy rain outside and suggested. "It's raining like cats and dogs. Why don't you stay here for the night? I'll call your brother and explain the situation."

Eleanor narrowed her eyes and shot him a skeptical look. "No need. I won't get soaked in the car anyway. Do you have an

umbrella?"

"Yes" Stephen nodded. Then, he turned to one of the maids, instructing her. "Go grab an umbrella."

"Yes, Mr. Lloyd," the maid replied.

Eleanor glanced at the storm raging outside, pressing her lips together. She figured if she took the umbrella, she could still make it to the car.

But just then, a security guard came rushing in, looking flustered. He quickly addressed Stephen. "Mr. Lloyd, I've just heard! there's a typhoon on the way. The roads outside are getting blocked off, and we need to move the cars from the front back inside immediately." Hearing this made Eleanor furrow her brows even deeper, She wondered, "What's with this sudden weather change! And now there's a typhoon?' She turned to Stephen, standing next to her, her clear eyes filled with doubt.

Stephen didn't show the slightest hint of panic under her gaze. Instead, he shrugged and raised an eyebrow with a smile, asking. "You don't really think I have the power to control the weather, do you?"

Eleanor was speechless, realizing she might have been overthinking things. No matter how influential he was, controlling the weather was beyond his reach.

The rain outside continued to pour, growing heavier and heavier until it looked like the sky was coming down in sheets. Just as the guard had mentioned, it wasn't long before the full force of the typhoon hit, with the storm howling furiously, turning the world outside into an apocalyptic scene. Oscar, sensing the situation, stepped forward and said. "Ms. Vanderbilt, it's far too dangerous out there with the typhoon Why don't you stay at Mr. Lloyd's place for the night? As soon as the storm dies down tomorrow morning. I'll personally take you back to school. It's really not safe to leave now."Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Eleanor glanced at the dark, stormy sky and could only nod. The roads were blocked off, and even if she forced her way through, there was no getting past. She replied. Tl have to impose then."

When Oscar heard her agree, he was so happy that he nearly jumped for joy. He quickly started buttering her up, saying, "TII arrange for a servant to take you upstairs right away."

Eleanor nodded, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and followed the servant upstairs. As soon as her figure disappeared, 14.12 Thu, Oct 31

a cold voice pierced through the air, carried by the howling wind outside the villa, making the atmosphere even more cerie. "Oscar!"

Oscar swallowed hard, his throat tightening, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, and his legs started trembling uncontrollably.

He nervously thought, Oh, no, no, no. I'm screwed. Did I just go overboard? Was I too eager to show off by keeping Ms. Vanderbilt here in front of Mr. Lloyd? Shoot. He's going to take it the wrong way. I should've kept my mouth shut!"

But Stephen calmly said. "Your salary for this month is doubled Co tell accounting. And while you're at it, inform the jewelry design department that they did well this time-double their salary too

"Huh?" The surprise hit Oscar so suddenly that he didn't know how to react. By the time he snapped out of it, Stephen had already walked off in the direction where Eleanor had disappeared around the corner.

Oscar was over the moon, thinking to himself, 'See? I was right to suck up to the right person. Flattery never fails!

When Eleanor reached the room, she was nearly blinded. And no, it wasn't an exaggeration. It was truly dazzling.

The entire door frame and windows were encrusted with diamond splints while the floor was laid with large, flawless gemstones. The ceiling was beautifully draped with precious agate, and even the decorative paintings featured vibrant wild pearls. Throughout the room, the furniture was a lovely shade of pink."

At first glance, it gave off an unmistakably lavish yet oddly gaudy vibe.

Eleanor, who had once been a world-renowned actress admired by all, had seen her fair share of rare and valuable items. Just one look, and she could tell that everything in this room-from the smallest diamond shard to the largest gemstone- was the real deal She couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement. These wealthy families sure knew how to flaunt their wealth-even their houses were decked out like this.

Just when Eleanor thought that was as over-the-top as it got, she turned a corner in the room and assumed there was just a simple wardrobe. But when she pushed the door open, she was greeted by a massive walk-in closet, nearly 1080 square feet in size. It had everything-underwear, swimsuits, evening gowns, you name it.

Even though Eleanor had seen plenty of extravagant things in her time, she was still left frozen in place at the sight. She couldn't help but wonder, 'Does the Lloyd family really go all out for their guests like this? Aren't they worried about bankrupt?" going

Resisting the urge to pick diamonds off the wall, Eleanor took a deep breath, grabbed a random pair of pajamas, and went to freshen up. When she came back out, she noticed her phone on the table had just flashed.

Picking it up, she was startled to see a long list of missed calls from Andrew and several texts from Felix. It hit her then-that she had completely forgotten to return their calls.

Quickly, Eleanor called Andrew back to assure him she was safe finally letting out a sigh of relief. But just as she relaxed, her phone flashed again-this time, it was from an unknown number

Well, not exactly unknown. It was the same number Eleanor had previously dug up, the one that sent Gloria's recording. It was Janet

Eleanor couldn't help but wonder why Janet was texting her.

The message read: [Eleanor, it's Janet. Something just came to mind that I need to tell you. I had mentioned to Gloria that Victor would be coming to our school to scout for a ballet dancer role, and she seemed really excited about it. J

[I'm not sure what she might

mentally for whatever comes.]

to do to you, but I thought it was best to give you a heads-up. Hopefully, you'll be prepared

Eleanor fell deep into thought after reading about the ballet dancer role.

She recalled that the novel had indeed depicted this moment-Gloria, with her exceptional dance skills, dazzled everyone and caught the attention of the renowned director, Victor, effortlessly securing the role. Later, that role won her the award for best supporting actress, opening the doors wide to her acting career and setting her up for future success

Eleanor also remembered that, at the time, the original character had really wanted that role too and had tried to compete for it. But not knowing how to dance ballet had left her open to Gloria's sneers, nearly driving her into depression.

A sinirk tugged at the corner of Eleanor's lips as she thought, "This time, I'm getting that role no matter what!"

Her trip down memory lane ended, and with graceful fingers, she sen