Chapter 1

Freen Sarocha, a royal by blood, but she prefers to keep it lowkey. A girl with relentless determination, excelling at everything she sets her mind to.

Practical to the core, living life with no unnecessary drama—just a pursuit of contentment.

With hazel brown vault-like eyes, she lets no one lurk in.

Her charm could enchant the gods, But her mindset? Ruthless enough to have the devils begging for mercy.

But before you slap a red flag on her—or label her the ultimate alpha (which, let's be honest—she is) know this: she wasn't always like this. Life did a number on her. Trauma, tragedies, the whole package.

She believes in fate but not in fortune, in love but only within the pages of a book. She smiles, but only to make those around her comfortable. Her approach to life? Be content—enough to dodge unnecessary drama.

And at just nineteen, she is already the CEO of a thriving company. No, it's not a joke. Being born into a royal lineage means labels come first, duty follows. Yet, she doesn't rely on privilege—she works hard. In fact, she runs the business world like it's her daily cardio.

When her parents died when she was twelve, the trauma ate her in whole, she didn't shed a single tear. She didn't grieve—she worked. And that's how she got to where she is today. Living a double life— a regular university student working on her business degree while secretly managing an empire.

Not many people know the full story. Like I said, her goal is just to stay content.

Current Status: In her second year of college, living in the university dorm. Free from all the rules because she's the one person the whole university practically belongs to—currently in her grandmother's name as chairman and founder.

Choose to reside mostly in the university's dorms—not because she has to, but because home feels like an empty void she'd rather avoid.

Though she owns a house, a car, few friends, and that's about it.

Her grandma, though? Always looking out for her. Freen has all the freedom in the world but her grandmother's love is both a comfort and a chain. As a royal blood, she is allowed to stay out of the limelight, but she is not permitted to tarnish the legacy she carries with any wrong immoral moves.

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On the other hand, meet our dear princess, Rebecca Armstrong—call her Becky. The absolute princess of her house. Everyone adores her.

Though she belongs to a wealthy and prestigious lineage, her parents maintain an admirable, down-to-earth lifestyle but are willing to do anything for their precious child. The world is all hers for the taking, and she knows it.

Becky is a free spirit—bubbly, charming, and unfiltered sunshine. Bronze-marble eyes, a smile that could light up galaxies. A social butterfly, effortlessly sweet and endearingly clumsy. Growing up as a pampered princess meant most things were done for her rather than by her. But don't mistake her for some spoiled brat—as she has zero ego, zero arrogance. Just pure, radiant energy. A sunflower in human form.

And guess what? She's just been accepted into the nation's most prestigious and royal university, pursuing a dual degree in business and art—which also allows her passion for singing alive as an extracurricular activity.

This was the pinnacle of success for her. Gaining admission to a world-class university was a dream many wouldn't dare to even think of. And now, she was about to live that.

She had opted to stay in the university dorms—a decision she couldn't be more thrilled about. With her parents constantly traveling for business, living on campus was a chance for her to thrive, surrounded by people, laughter, and endless socializing.

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Spring had just begun, and the university campus buzzed with fresh energy. New students flooded in, their eyes gleaming with dreams and confidence, setting the perfect tone for the uni's reputation. The start of a new session meant dorm assignments, class schedules, and an air of nervous excitement.

Finally, it was the big day —Orientation Day. Parents hugged their children, dropping them off for the first of many goodbyes. A new beginning awaited them all.

For Freen, it's just another day. Another year. Another round of setting the university's standards sky-high after getting a perfect score in every subject.

She wakes up on time. No alarms needed. Coffee brewed, emails checked—her best friend and business partner, Krik, sent the latest reports. (Also, if you ask her grandma, he's a perfect suitor, but let's not get into that.) She skims through the emails, nodding in approval of everything going great with business. Then, onto the university schedule.

A welcome speech for freshers, A dorm upgrade—one she requested. Private kitchen, massive balcony, spacious bathroom, aesthetic details. She smirks. "Oh, something to look forward to," she mutters as she sets out for the day.

On the other hand, Becky wakes up to her parents' excited monologues as they wake her up, treating today as if it's her coronation as queen. They've made sure she gets the best of everything at the university—her dorm being a top priority.

Becky dresses in a confident outfit—a skirt hugging her mid-thigh and a top that reveals just enough confidence, as if she is here only to thrive.

She is ready for the day and do as her parents. They all get into the car and drive off for good.