Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System

Chapter 279: The Heiress of Silverhaven

The Heiress of Silverhaven

"Miss Ashbourne, long time no see."

Seeing her staring at him, Julian D’Aurelius quickly greeted her with a smile.

The atmosphere inside the Whitmore Family’s reception hall had subtly changed ever since Felberta Ashbourne stepped through the door.

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the tall windows, illuminating the polished wooden floor and rows of precious medicinal herbs displayed around the room. Yet despite the warmth of the setting, Felberta’s presence seemed to carry a faint chill with it.

Julian recognized her immediately.

Felberta Ashbourne.

The eldest daughter of the Ashbourne Family.

Unlike most of the people he dealt with in Valemont, she wasn’t local.

She came from Silverhaven.

And the Ashbourne Family wasn’t just wealthy.

They were the wealthiest family in the entire city.

Their assets were measured in trillions of Euro.

Compared to them, even someone like Julian had to admit that his financial advantage wasn’t particularly impressive.

In front of Felberta, he couldn’t shamelessly boast about being rich.

At best, he could only be considered a high-class poor handsome guy.

The thought almost made him laugh.

Unfortunately, before he could enjoy his own joke—

A sharp pain suddenly shot through his waist.

"Ouch!"

Julian nearly jumped.

Standing beside him, Amara Ravenswood was glaring at him.

Her fingers were firmly pinching his side.

"What the hell?"

Julian immediately swatted her hand away and rubbed his waist.

"What are you doing?"

His expression was full of confusion.

He genuinely had no idea why she had suddenly attacked him.

Amara’s cheeks puffed slightly.

Too lewd.

Way too lewd.

The thoughts she had just heard made her want to hit him.

Yet she obviously couldn’t explain the real reason.

How was she supposed to tell him that she had heard everything running through his head?

So she simply turned away with a huff.

Julian looked even more confused.

Women truly were mysterious creatures.

Meanwhile, Felberta’s gaze remained fixed on him for another second before she finally responded.

"Long time no see."

Her voice was calm.

Cold.

Polite.

And distant.

Then she completely ignored him.

Julian touched his nose awkwardly.

Well.

That was embarrassing.

Felberta, however, wasn’t paying attention to him anymore.

At least not outwardly.

Internally, her thoughts were far more chaotic.

She still hadn’t figured out what had happened.

The voice.

The strange voice.

Those thoughts she had heard earlier.

She could still remember every word clearly.

And because of that, her mood had become rather terrible.

Her impression of Julian had dropped straight off a cliff.

The Ashbourne Family and the D’Aurelius Family had worked together before.

There were occasional business dealings between them.

Transactions worth billions of Euro.

Nothing insignificant.

Yet not enough to create a close relationship between the two households.

Before today, Felberta’s opinion of Julian had been neutral.

Now?

That neutrality was rapidly disappearing.

Without another glance in his direction, she walked directly toward Charles Whitmore.

"Mr. Whitmore, I need some rare herbs. Here’s a list. Please acquire them as soon as possible. I’m willing to pay double the market price."

As she spoke, she handed over a sheet of paper.

The moment Charles heard the words "double the market price," his eyes practically lit up.

A living God of Wealth had just walked through his door.

How could he not be excited?

His smile widened instantly.

"How could I possibly refuse such a distinguished guest?"

He quickly reached forward to accept the list.

At that exact moment—

Their fingers brushed against each other.

Only briefly.

Barely a second.

Yet Felberta’s reaction was immediate.

She withdrew her hand as though she had touched a live electrical wire.

The list slipped from her fingers.

Her expression changed slightly.

A few moments later, small red bumps began appearing across the skin of her hand.

The irritation spread visibly.

It resembled a severe allergic reaction.

Charles paused.

Amara blinked in surprise.

Julian narrowed his eyes.

And suddenly—

He remembered.

A forgotten part of the original story surfaced in his mind.

So that’s how it was.

In the original plot, Felberta was also one of the Obsidian King’s future women.

Her appearance happened later than most.

After all, the protagonist’s journey had progression.

He couldn’t conquer every city at once.

First came Valemont.

The beginner area.

Then came Silverhaven.

The next map.

And naturally, someone as exceptional as Felberta Ashbourne had been arranged by that shameless author to join the protagonist’s ever-growing collection of female leads.

Thinking about it now, the entire storyline suddenly made much more sense.

Julian silently sighed.

That author really had no restraint.

Then another thought entered his mind.

Since Felberta had appeared...

That meant a new storyline was beginning.

Which also meant he needed information.

Immediately.

"Shitty System, spoil the upcoming plot for me."

Julian called out affectionately in his mind.

A familiar mechanical voice answered.

"Beep, spoiler failed..."

Julian’s face darkened.

Not again.

Then the system continued.

"...just kidding, spoiler completed."

"..."

Julian nearly cursed.

This broken system seemed to enjoy shortening his lifespan whenever possible.

Fortunately, the Tyrant System eventually behaved itself.

A stream of information entered his mind.

The more he read, the clearer everything became.

No wonder Steffan had been completely silent for the past week.

No attacks.

No schemes.

No dramatic revenge attempts.

Nothing.

It turned out that after suffering a setback in Valemont, the guy had simply changed locations.

He had gone directly to Silverhaven.

And this time—

His target was the Ashbourne Family.

Julian immediately understood the situation.

The current head of the Ashbourne Family, Dario Ashbourne, suffered from a strange and difficult illness.

The problem was located in an extremely private area.

For years, he had searched endlessly for treatment.

Doctors.

Professors.

Medical experts.

Ancient medicine masters.

He had visited countless specialists.

Even senior Miracle Doctor Ravenswood had been approached in the past.

Unfortunately, the old doctor had declined.

After learning this information, Steffan had taken the initiative to step forward.

Using his protagonist halo and miraculous medical skills, he planned to cure Dario Ashbourne.

Once he gained the trust of the family...

His next objective would naturally be Felberta.

Everything fit together perfectly.

Meanwhile, Felberta was still examining the irritation spreading across her hand.

Julian looked at her and remembered another important detail.

Her condition.

It wasn’t ordinary.

The moment she touched Charles Whitmore’s finger, her skin immediately reacted.

This condition was known as androphobia.

However, her case was fundamentally different from the exaggerated nonsense people often discussed online.

Felberta’s illness was genuine.

A rare psychological and physiological disorder.

Whenever she made physical contact with a man, her body instinctively rejected it.

Redness.

Rashes.

Discomfort.

The symptoms appeared almost immediately.

Years of treatment had produced little improvement.

Because of this condition, interacting with men had always been extremely difficult for her.

Of course, this androphobia was different from what some women on the internet had.

Those women despised men who couldn’t benefit them and weren’t willing to kneel down as simps.

If it were a handsome and wealthy man, their condition would immediately improve.