Greta’s Past
Greta pounded the table angrily, making their coffee almost spill. Several pairs of eyes immediately looked at their table because of Greta's action.
"You bastard!" Greta shouted in a shrill voice. That woman's patience is running out!
Michael's eyes suddenly widened in shock when he saw Greta's sudden exploding anger. Slowly but surely, he lowered his hands from behind his head and looked around.
"I'm a bad person, I admit it. But you need to know one thing, Greta. You are not much different from me. I still remember you whining in front of our house and begging my family to be my brother's wife. You want to be Mrs. Petersson because of our family's fortune, don't you?"
"What? This is a fact no matter how much you try to hide it." Michael said as he looked at Greta's tightly clenched hands, "Unfortunately, my brother is stupid and believes all your bullshit words. I, as his brother, can't bear to see him continue to be fooled by you!"