Reborn as the Villainess

Eleanor was resistant. "But I feel like..."

"I don't care what you feel. I only care what I feel," Gregory said. Eleanor was speechless..

Carter couldn't take it anymore and pulled Gregory aside, who was about to raise his hand and swear an oath. He asked, "Gregory, be honest with me. You're not interested in Eleanor, are you? Let me tell you, you're on the trending path right now. You've got tons of female fans. You can't just ruin your career like that, you-mmph!"

Gregory's face turned pale at Carter's words. He quickly covered Carter's mouth. "Shhh, shhh, shhh! Are you trying to get my head chopped off right now? That's the sect leader. No, wait, that's Ms. Vanderbilt.

"Anyway, let me make one thing clear. You can be one hundred percent sure that my heart is filled with nothing but loyalty and righteous support for her. No other thoughts, got it? If you get it, nod your head."

Carter, nearly suffocated from being muzzled, hurriedly nodded.

Only then did Gregory release Carter.

Carter took a few desperate gulps of air, finally feeling alive again.

Half a minute later, Gregory sidled back up to Eleanor, looking bored as he watched her read the script. Though his gaze wasn't hostile or prying, anyone being stared at like that wouldn't be able to focus on anything. With a sigh, Eleanor looked up and met his eyes, helplessly saying, "Mr. Harper, shouldn't you go over the script? We're about to start filming soon."

Gregory crossed his legs and blinked nonchalantly. "Why would I need to read the script? My acting is unmatched. I don't need to look at it."

Eleanor had never seen Gregory act before, but his calm demeanor made her believe him a little. After all, staying at for so long couldn't be solely based on looks. His acting must be up to par as well. "Your acting is that good?"

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Gregory nodded immediately, "Of course. My acting is flawless and unbeatable. You know that little golden statue from Mandorium?"

Eleanor was stunned. Although she had reached the pinnacle of her career as an actress in her past life, she had never won the golden statue. Could it be that Gregory already had? "You've won an Oscar?" she asked.

Not even blinking, Gregory responded, "No, but I've been nominated. Just being nominated for that kind of award is impressive enough, right?"

Eleanor pressed her lips. It was true, Being nominated for an Oscar was already a huge achievement. Suddenly, her view of Gregory shifted. Maybe she had been too quick to judge him. He really was talented, more so than what met the eye.

Carter, standing nearby, couldn't take it anymore. He silently turned around and walked away, thinking, 'Nominated for an Oscar? Yeah, right. He really had the nerve to say that.

The last time someone thanked the cast and crew during their acceptance speech, they mentioned Gregory and a few other actors for their collaboration. Gregory shamelessly twisted that into saying he was nominated. With that kind of acting? There was no way he'd ever get nominated-not in a million years.

After Carter left, Gregory glanced around, making sure it was just him and Eleanor left. He cleared his throat and lowered his voice. "Ms. Vanderbilt, may I ask you a question?"

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Eleanor nodded. "Go alread."

Gregory asked, "Ahem, that bracelet on your wrist... It doesn't belong to you, does it?" That bracelet recognized its owner. He had seen it on the wrist of a woman with glasses before, yet now it was in Eleanor's possession. It was definitely puzzling. Eleanor hadn't expected Gregory to notice her bracelet, especially since she had been wearing long sleeves lately to avoid misunderstandings. She admitted, "No, it's not mine. It was a gift from someone else."

"A gift?" Gregory jumped up in excitement. He thought, 'Has the bracelet's recognition of an owner become so casual now? Can anyone just give it away and have it bind to someone new?'

Eleanor frowned slightly. "You seem quite worked up?"

Gregory quickly waved his hands. "No, no, I'm not worked up. It's just... Ms. Vanderbilt, do you know the significance of that bracelet?"

Eleanor asked, "Significance?"

Gregory said, "In other words, do you know what kind of identity this bracelet gives you once you wear it?"

When Eleanor heard that, she instantly understood what Gregory was getting at. She narrowed her eyes and asked, "So, you do know, don't you?"

Gregory/slapped his thigh. "Of course, I know. How could I not?" If he didn't know about something like this, he might as well dig his own grave in a cemetery.NôvelDrama.Org content.

Seeing Gregory's confident nod, Eleanor became clearer. This bracelet had been given to her by Albert, and he had mentioned it belonged to his wife. Most likely, it was one of those family heirlooms from wealthy families, some kind of betrothal token for the son's future wife.

The Lloyd family was a powerful household, and many other prominent families orbited around it. It made sense that someone would recognize the bracelet.

"So," Eleanor asked calmly, "are there many people who know the meaning behind this bracelet?"

Gregory did a quick mental count, tallying up all the circles and families that might recognize it. "Quite a few."

Eleanor nodded. She then looked at Gregory. "And how many people know that the bracelet is now in my possession?" Gregory shook his head. "Only I know."

Eleanor breathed a sigh of relief. 'Good, only one person knew. Then, she said, "You can't tell anyone about this, not a soul. Got it?" She was determined to return the bracelet. After all, she didn't like Stephen or want to marry him. There was no need to hold onto the bracelet or let anyone else learn about it.

Gregory hesitated. He thought, 'Not even Ross and the guys? How could they manage Ghost Sect without telling them? He asked, "Are you sure? I mean, they're pretty trustworthy."

Eleanor didn't hesitate. "No, absolutely not." Once she returned the bracelet, she'd have nothing to do with the Lloyd family anymore. The fewer people who knew, the simpler her life would be.

Seeing how firm Eleanor was, Gregory could only nod. "Alright."

Gregory thought, I don't understand why this has to be such a secret. Eventually, she'll have to let Ghost Sect brothers in on it, won't she? Wait a minute... Could it be... His eyes, suddenly lit up as he asked, "I get it, Ms. Vanderbilt. You're on a secret mission, aren't you?" Gregory thought, 'It has to be. The sect leader must keep her identity under wraps to complete some critical tasks that involve taking down a threat to Ghost Sect. She is hiding in the shadows, her accomplishments unsung her name unknown Chapter 95

Eleanor frowned.

A mission? Is he talking about getting rid of the bracelet?' She said, "Uh...you could say that."

Gregory clapped his hands excitedly. "I knew it. There's no mission without secrecy. Don't worry, Ms. Vanderbilt, I'll keep this under wraps. If you ever need any help, I'm your guy. Now that I know, that means we're in this together. Once you've completed the mission, you've got to put in a good word for me, right?"

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