The dormitories at this school were standard four-person dorm rooms. Branden accompanied Catherine and found her room.
After Catherine knocked on the door, she pushed the door open.
She arrived not too early, as the other
three roommates were already in the dorm.
The sound of the door opening startled the girls inside the room.
They all turned their heads and saw a girl with an air of nobility standing at the doorway.
The lowered brim of her hat concealed her face. As the earliest arrival among the roommates, Isabella Whitmore was the first to
inquire.
“Hey, are you our roommate for room 403?”
Catherine removed her hat, looked calmly at everyone, and let out a muffled sound.
“Yeah.”
When Isabella got a good look at Catherine’s face, she was instantly shocked, and her eyes widened.
“Wow. How can there be such a beautiful girl? You are so beautiful! We have some stunners in room 403. First, we have the new
campus beauty, Beatrice, and now we have another gorgeous beauty.”
The remaining roommates were also taken aback by Catherine’s beauty.
God just favored some people. They all had a nose and two eyes, but some looked exceptionally good.
Facing Isabella’s exaggeration, Catherine stood expressionless, mainly because she had heard these kinds of comments too
many times and didn’t find them particularly noteworthy. She usually just ignored them.
However, this led to an awkward atmosphere in the dorm room.
To ease the tension, Isabella quickly introduced Catherine.
“Catherine, this is Beatrice Facer. She’s beautiful too, isn’t she? Let me tell you. Beatrice is the rising star among our new
freshmen. I heard she defeated the former campus beauty before she even started school and became the new campus beauty!”
Catherine glanced at Beatrice. Beatrice was decent among the crowd, but she couldn’t compare to Audrey or Liana.
Her appearance could be considered, at best, slightly above average. While Catherine observed Beatrice, Beatrice also looked
at her.
Beatrice seemed to dislike Catherine. She thought Catherine was just a bitch.
As Beatrice saw Catherine remain silent, her inner anger flared up. She looked at Catherine and asked with a snide tone, “Miss
Swann, your nose and eyes look nice. Did you get them done in Janikon or Korila?”
As Beatrice made this comment, the atmosphere in the dorm room instantly became tense.
While Beatrice didn’t outright say it, it was clear she was sarcastically implying that Catherine had gotten plastic surgery on her
face.
Catherine raised an eyebrow and looked at Beatrice once again before letting out a faint smile.
Facing Catherine’s response, Beatrice grew somewhat annoyed and exclaimed, “What are you laughing at? Are you trying to
conceal your guilt by laughing after being exposed?”
Catherine chuckled coldly. She smiled, but her eyes had an eerie coldness.
“Your eloquence and performance skills are impressive. Did you fail to get into Loxton Theatre Academy because you set your
sights too high?”
Loxton Theatre Academy was a well- known, prestigious performing arts institution in the country, and many prominent figures in
the entertainment industry had graduated from there.
However, Loxton Theatre Academy had a strict rule not to admit students who had undergone facial plastic surgery.
Beatrice was instantly shocked. She had spent a fortune on her eyes, and everyone had praised them for their natural look, but
Catherine had seen through it with just one glance.
Her anger gnawed at her insides. As she was about to argue, she met Catherine’s sharp gaze, and she silently retreated.
She was afraid that Catherine might discern more and expose her falsehoods.
With Beatrice now subdued, only one roommate remained besides Isabella.
Unlike Beatrice’s flashy appearance, this student had a simple look, with oversized black-framed glasses on her face. She
appeared to be a diligent and studious individual.
Curiously, she looked at Catherine and asked in a soft voice, “Catherine, I’m Amelia Ashford. Are you in the electronic
information engineering department?”
“Yes,” Catherine replied simply. In the next moment, Amelia’s eyes lit up, and she looked at Catherine with excitement.
“It’s really you! Oh, my God! I thought I was hearing things earlier!”
Isabella was puzzled by Amelia’s excitement. She reached out and patted Amelia’s shoulder.
“Amelia, what’s going on?”
Amelia held Isabella’s hand and eagerly looked in Catherine’s direction.
“Bella, I finally see my idol. Catherine isn’t just the top scholar in Casier. She even caused a dispute between the admissions
officers of Styre University and the University of Penny, who fought to recruit her. I heard that our school’s admissions officer
even used his personal funds to offer a scholarship to compete against the well -endowed University of Penny!”
Isabella had heard about a particularly remarkable student before she arrived, one whom the professors had personally fought to
recruit, but she hadn’t expected to be roomed with that student.
Now, Isabella also looked at Catherine in admiration.
“Catherine, you are really amazing!”
Beatrice sneered and muttered quietly, “Who knows how she got those grades?
This comment infuriated Amelia. She had excelled in her studies from a young age. What she couldn’t stand the most were
those students with poor grades who didn’t put in the effort themselves but enjoyed criticizing others.
Catherine didn’t need to intervene. Amelia immediately retorted, leaving Beatrice speechless.
“It’s still better than someone who barely got into the school.”
“You...” Beatrice’s face turned red, and she glared at Amelia in anger.
In any school, aside from the top student, the most attention was often drawn to the last one.
Beatrice, being a local resident of Loxton, faced significantly lower admission requirements due to the regional quota system for
students from Loxton.
Beatrice was the lucky one who scraped her way into Styre University by ranking dead last.
What irritated her the most was when others brought up this fact, so she had actively participated in various school forums even
before entering the university.
She engaged in conversations with upperclassmen and interacted with incoming freshmen. She gradually built a reputation
among the student body. It allowed everyone to forget about her academic performance.
She didn’t expect Amelia to bring this up publicly. It was the greatest humiliation for Beatrice.
Beatrice retreated to her bed in anger. She closed the curtains and refused to engage with anyone.
Amelia shrugged casually and glanced at Catherine, indicating for her not to worry.
Catherine politely nodded in response.
The dorm room quickly returned to a state of relative calm. Although the atmosphere remained somewhat awkward, at least
there was no tension in the air.
Catherine began to unpack her belongings. She didn’t have much, so organizing them was a quick task.
Branden would initially come inside, but since this was a female dorm, Catherine didn’t let him in.
After finishing unpacking, Catherine received the key to her locker from Isabella, inquired about the curfew time, and then left the
dorm room.
Branden was waiting, and she couldn’t keep him waiting too long.
However, to her surprise, she found Branden standing in the hallway with a gloomy face. The corridor was crowded with girls
holding their phones, and their eyes were filled with excitement.
At that moment, the word “wolfish” suddenly crossed Catherine’s mind.