Reborn as the Villainess

Eleanor sighed, "Okay, I won't let go of you."

Just as she was calming Camilla in her arms, she heard Gregory's loud voice from the front. "Eleanor, come here and stay by my side. I'll protect you!"

Upon hearing Gregory's piercing voice, Eleanor thought, 'Is he really trying to protect me?' She shouted back, "No need! I'm not scared. You don't need to protect me." Gregory firmly refused, saying, "No way! I'm a man, and once I say something, I can't take it back. Hurry up and come over here!"

Eleanor frowned. "But I..." She wanted to move forward, but the entrance was narrow, and with Camilla in her arms, she couldn't see well. Getting through was quite difficult.

Before Eleanor could finish her sentence, she saw Gregory jump up, his pink hair bouncing. "Eleanor, come over! Hurry! You have to let me protect you. Come on, come on, come on!" Eleanor thought, 'What a handful.

"Alright then," Eleanor reluctantly agreed. She looked at Camilla, who was starting to tremble in her arms and spoke gently. "Cami, are you going to stay here, or will you follow me?" Camilla wasn't in any state to think clearly. She would agree with whatever Eleanor said. "Of course, I'll follow you."

"Okay, then we'll go to the front. If you're scared, just close your eyes, and I'll lead you."

Camilla nodded vigorously, buried in Eleanor's embrace. They navigated their way through the twists and turns until they finally reached the front. As soon as Gregory spotted Eleanor, it was like seeing a savior. He quickly grabbed her right arm and murmured, "Eleanor, I'll protect you."

Eleanor looked at Gregory clinging to her arm, most of his body hiding behind her, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure you say the right words?"

Gregory grinned widely. Even though he seemed cowardly, he firmly stated. "I'm scared that the ghosts might touch your arm and scare you. You don't understand my good intentions." Eleanor scoffed in rnally, thinking, 'Well, thanks for that.' She wrapped her left arm around Camilla while her right arm was held by Gregory, struggling to move forward under the weight. The comments from Samuel's fans in the livestream began flooding the screen.

[Hahaha, someone is really just pretending to be tough. He claims he isn't scared. Doesn't he feel ashamed?]

[Where's Gregory's masculinity?]

[He gets scared this easily right after entering. How will he handle tasks later?]

[So pathetic! Hiding behind a girl and saying he isn't scared. How ridiculous and disgusting!]

I'm just a passerby. What's the name of that brave girl at the front? She seems pretty courageous.]

[I think her name is Eleanor. She's a newcomer. I don't know much about her.]

[I feel a bit attracted to her, though.]

Samuel's fans seized on Gregory's weakness and began attacking him furiously, while Gregory's fans, who usually boasted

the fiercest fighting power, obediently fell silent. They also felt that Gregory was acting quite cowardly, which was embarrassing.

The haunted house situation was being filmed by fixed cameras in each room, and the cameraman hadn't followed them inside. The screen displaying the live comments remained outsile.

The few people inside the haunted house had no idea how the fans were commenting on them, especially Eleanor. She was too focused on moving forward to think about gaining her first loyal fans in such a situation.

As Eleanor passed by Samuel, she seemed to catch a glimpse of resentment in his eyes. Eleanor's big eyes flashed with confusion as she thought, 'What is he upset about? Is it because I'm blocking his chance to take the lead?'

After contemplating for a moment, Eleanor hesitantly asked, "Samuel, why don't you go ahead?" She felt it might be better if she didn't compete with Samuel.

However, even after Eleanor said this, the resentment in Samuels eyes completely turned into bitterness. He huffed and turned away angrily, saying, "What does it have to do with you? I have my own pace. Whether I live or die has nothing to do with you. Take your two precious darlings and roll far away."

Samuel's words felt incredibly wronged, and for a moment, Eleanor felt like a terrible villain who had abandoned her duty. In fact, Samuel himself didn't even know what he was angry about. He repeated in his mind countless times that he only needed to protect Gloria. Eleanor was cold-hearted and didn't deserve to be his sister.

However, when he saw Eleanor protecting Camilla while also taking care of Gregory without showing concern for him, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably jealous. He thought, 'Aren't I her real brother? Yet she's protecting my mortal enemy right in front of me. Hmph!' The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Eleanor was even more confused. She had no idea why Samuel was upset since he had been perfectly fine just moments ago.

An awkward and bizarre atmosphere began to spread through the group. Fortunately, at that moment, a crackling sound came from the speaker, announcing the tasks for the haunted house escape and providing relief to Eleanor.

"Good morning, players! Today's haunted house escape theme is The Vanishing Bride. A count married a beautiful young woman, but on the night of their wedding, the bride mysteriously disappeared, leaving behind only a red high-heeled shoe.

"However, the bride never left the count's estate, and all the secrets are hidden within this eerie mansion. Please help-the groom find the bride to win the game and escape successfully."Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

With a loud bang, the door in front of them suddenly opened.

Just as Samuel was still protecting Gloria, he abruptly released her and jumped to Eleanor's side, forcefully grabbing Eleanor's arm that was wrapped around Camilla and pulling her arm tightly into his embrace.

Eleanor was startled, not because of the suddenly opened door or the terrifying atmosphere, but due to Samuel's sudden

shout. She thought, 'I already had two people clinging to me, and now there's another one?' With a long sigh, she helplessly said, "If you all are afraid of ghosts, why did you choose this place?"

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