章 2: Gretta Fernanda Grinson
Colombia University City M
A luxury car is seen entering a large parking lot of a business university. From inside there came out a foot with heels, before finally showing the owner of the long legs in her white knee-length dress.
Her blonde hair fell beautifully, not to mention her beautiful ocean-colored eyes, adding to the plus point of the young lady of the Grinsons' appearance.
Slam!
The young lady—Gretta closed the car door while rolling her eyes, searching for the whereabouts of her two most loyal followers, if not to be called sycophants.
The surroundings buzzed like bees as she elegantly walked over and before long, her eyes could see two friends- ah! More precisely, followers, who always follow her wherever she is.
Not without reason she called them both followers, because that is what they are. Both of them exist as a liaison for information about her on campus, to her grandmother and also the dictator's mother who wants perfection for her.
In fact, deep in her heart, she wanted to have normal friends who could share.
"Forget it, I will never get that," Gretta thought, turning her face into an arrogant one, when she saw the two beautiful girls in front of her.
Tap!
"Good morning, Gretta. How are you today?" asked a person with shoulder-length straight black hair, eyes and a charming smile.
A young doctor candidate, with an obstetrician specialist and currently entering his second semester like Gretta and her other friend.
"Hm, morning too, Starla," Gretta said with a meaningless smile.
Starla Anastasya, her full name, was the daughter of a famous doctor and owner of a hospital in city M. However, due to an accident and the hospital having been acquired by her family, Starla does not have the right to the ownership of the inherited hospital.
"Good morning, Miss Grinshon," the other said softly, her face carrying a sweet smile but Gretta knew it was just a fake smile.
"Morning, Elena," Gretta said and this time her eyes saw the face of her follower named Elena condescendingly, for Elena to see.
Gretta knows one of Elena's secrets, even the ins and outs of her family's origins. Until Elena had to always treat Gretta gently, not wanting the lady to be angry.
Elena Febiola Karstone is an aristocrat, owner of the Karstone company and formerly the company was almost on par with the Grinshon family. However, due to an incident that not many people know about, the company has fallen again with Grinson as the acquirer.
After reprimanding her two 'friends', Gretta walked leisurely with the two of them trailing behind with eyes staring at Gretta's back cynically and Gretta actually knew. However, she only pretended to be blind, still walking with her chin raised.
Along the way, the three of them are in the spotlight. No one can resist, when three campus goddesses are spreading the scent of pheromones to everyone they pass.
The murmur of Gretta's name sounded like a bee and Gretta who heard it only replied sarcastically.
Sexy, beautiful and smart but arrogant. That is Gretta Fernanda Grinshon.
Her face never looked down when she walked, always accompanied by admiration and envious glances from every woman who saw her perfection.
Unlike the two people walking behind her, Gretta will not smile even if it is thin, because her smile will only widen when she is among the ones she loves. Yes… for example, Nanny Anna, as well as Randie and the maids who were always there when she needed them.
At the intersection, when Gretta was about to turn, suddenly an incident made Gretta speechless in anger, making the unlucky person also silent with a perfectly rounded eye.
Bruges!
A juice spilled on her white dress, dirtying the dress at a price that the hitter (accidentally) couldn't afford, who immediately knelt down in front of her.
"I beg your pardon, Miss Grinshon," begged the crasher with a pitiful face. But Gretta was just silent, staring at her dress in awe and also the crasher with a patient heart.
"You want to die huh!?"
No, it's not Gretta's angry voice, but Elena who is indeed a black belt holder from the Karstone family who also used to be the owner of a karate building.
Elena was currently clutching the female crasher by the collar, who shrank in fear when Elena threatened her.
"Forgive me, Miss Kartsone," squeaked the crasher even more frightened.
"Hurry up and clean up what you've done. How dare you make dirty dress of Miss Grinshon," said Elena indifferently, gripping the hitter's collar so tightly that it was hard to breathe.
"S-sorry..."
"Stop Elena," Gretta said coldly.
She glared at one of them, not at the crasher but at Elena who thought that Gretta was angry with the crasher. So that Elena the perpetrator is more convinced, with her torturing the hitter Gretta will like her even more.
"She deserves to-
"Bitch," Gretta hissed before leaving the two who she thought were the same behind her.
Everyone thought that Gretta was swearing at the poor hitter, not knowing that Gretta was actually her friend, which she knew clearly meant what.
The more Elena tortures someone, the more people will judge her as a cruel person. Although she doesn't mind that response, believe me, deep in her heart she seems to want to get as far away from this fake life as possible. A family that wants perfection from her, two friends who only think of her as a young lady, a lecturer who is subservient to her family and friends around her who stare at her falsely.
Gretta is sick of it all. However, if she gives up and doesn't become strong here, she won't be able to find her family. outside, in a place where the cruelty is more real.
A moment later…
The business and economics class is over with the lecturer who closes at the end of the meeting. The students in Gretta's class were flocking out of there, including Gretta who had been attacked by two of her friends, who were now watching with unreadable eyes.
"Come on Gretta…, just a small party for your success in becoming a top-ranked student," Starla cooed, to Gretta who was silent, busy with her pen.
Gretta, although she looks haughty and arrogant, her intelligence is unquestionable hence her good grades often being gossiped, saying that she got it because of her family.
But does Gretta care? The answer is absolutely no.
"No."
The cold and arrogant answer did not necessarily make the two friends give up. The two of them seduced Gretta again and the words of one of them silenced the young lady.
"We've worked so hard to prepare. Want to be your true friend, glad to be the best. Does this also discourage you? Are we not your friends, Gretta?"
Friend?
From the many times they had spent, Gretta had only recently heard the word friend from them. So that there was a happy swish in her heart and she subconsciously smiled inwardly.
"Yes, we have prepared this just for you," said Elena, supporting what Starla said.
"How?"
"I…."
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