Why did so many people want to bully her and despise her at school?
There were a lot of reasons. The first was the way she looked. They felt that it was unfair for a poor girl like Eleanor to be so lovely, even though she was the most beautiful girl they had ever seen.
Second, she was impoverished; many pupils believed that her shabby attire and decrepit shoes devalued their school's reputation.
In the second and third years, Valerie and Lucia, two of her cousins, became the queen bees. She was a shameful, useless freeloader at their house, and they told everyone at school that they wished she wasn't their cousin and she was just an embarrassing good-for-nothing freeloader at their home.
She worked hard to ace the academy entrance examination. She studied by herself using her cousins' old books since she was not allowed a private tutor since she was a child, like Valerie and Lucia.
Katherine, Valerie's and Lucia's private teacher who was always kind to her said Eleanor could become independent and make money if she could find a job as a governess for rich people's kids, just like Vivienne.
In order to achieve that, she needed to get a formal education to show those wealthy parents that she had the qualification to teach their children.
Eleanor thought Vivienne was the coolest woman ever and decided she wanted to be like her. So, she learned how to read and write secretly. When she was fourteen, she started getting some help from Vivienne to study more. Secretly, of course.
Katherine managed to find out that Eleanor's grandfather actually asked aunt Helga to send Eleanor to continue her education at Cawden Academy, together with Valerie and Lucia.
Her aunt never provided private tutors for Eleanor, like they gave their biological daughters because they actually didn't want her to pass the entrance test.
Fortunately,Vivienne was a woman with a heart of gold. She helped Eleanor behind her aunt's back. WhenVivienne registered Valerie to enter the academy to continue her education, she also registered Eleanor for the test.
Both passed and Aunt Helga didn't have any excuse not to send Eleanor to Cow Dung.. ahem, I mean, Cawden Academy.
"It's okay," Eleanor shrugged. "As I said, I only need to bear it for one more year… well, actually 8 more months. We will soon graduate and I can get my certificate so I can get a job. I will just lay low in the meantime."
"Certificate?" Adrian never attended school with the masses so he would never get such a certificate, not that he would ever need it though. His future job was like no other and he couldn't study for it in a regular academy anyway.
"Yes. I want to work as a governess or private tutor for wealthy family's kids," Eleanor explained. "It's a good job with decent pay.Vivienne, the private tutor who teaches my cousins said I will need a certificate to prove my qualifications."
"Do YOU want to be a teacher?" Adrian asked Eleanor.
Eleanor lowered her head when she heard his question. Did she want to be a teacher who dealt with snobbish and spoiled wealthy families' children? No. But she didn't know what kind of other work she could do to make money besides doing physical work like being a maid.
"I don't want to be a maid," she sighed. "Many employers treat their maids badly. And the pay is really low."
She saw how the maids in her aunt's home were treated poorly by Aunt Helga and her daughters. It was also very tiring because they had to work from early morning to late at night.
Adrian furrowed his brows and observed Eleanor carefully. Didn't this girl know she was so beautiful? He was wondering. Adrian thought Eleanor could actually get a wealthy husband and didn't need to work a day in her life.
Her life would be so easy. Well, at least, that's what many pretty girls in the capital were trying to do. They would study in the expensive academies and attend the elite's parties with the sole purpose of meeting wealthy noblemen to become their husbands.
Adrian overheard such conversation very often whenever the royal family threw a gala to celebrate some important events.
All the people from the capital's upper class would be invited and beautiful girls would use the opportunity to shop for wealthy and powerful husbands. That was all they ever talked about.
To be honest, Adrian felt Eleanor was so refreshing and a nice change compared to all the women he had met previously.
She was a young woman who aspired to study so she could get a decent-paying job. So refreshing!
"Well.. you can also be self-employed. Open your own business or something," Adrian suggested.
Eleanor looked at him as if he just grew a second head. She muttered, "Business needs capital."
"You can get capital if you have a good business plan. The Rothschild family's banks are everywhere now and they are eager to support businesses to grow since it means they will grow their money too," Adrian explained.
"Well… even banks would want some guarantee or collateral before they could give loans. Only rich people would get richer by getting loans to expand their businesses. Poor people wouldn't be able to convince banks to even let them explain their business ideas," Eleanor said.
She batted her eyes and looked at Adrian with newfound appreciation. "By the way, how do you know so much? We don't have banks here in Ghoran. This town is small. Where are you from?"
Adrian scratched his head and smiled smugly. "I am from the capital."
"Oh… it's quite far from here. What's the capital like?" Eleanor asked enthusiastically.
She had never been there. Whenever Aunt Helga and Uncle Stevan went to the capital, they only took Valerie and Lucia. When they returned to Ghoran, the girls would brag about their experience.
They told Eleanor that the buildings in the capital were all huge, majestic, luxurious; the people were so stylish with the latest fashion; the parties were frequent.
Both Valerie and Lucia had expressed their desire to someday move to the capital and leave behind their boring small town.
Eleanor couldn't imagine tall buildings, bigger carriages, lavish parties, and such, no matter how hard she tried. She didn't have the proper comparison.
The only other place she had ever been to other than Ghoran was Haunting, a small village in the countryside near the cursed forest.
That's where she was born and lived until she was ten years old and her parents died tragically, And then, her father's sister came with her husband and took Eleanor to live with them in Ghoran.
Eleanor always missed Haunting, despite its bad reputation - people said the forest was cursed by three witches. For her, it was home.
Sigh… it was eight years ago when she left Haunting and her memory about the place was slowly fading. She wished she could someday go back to Haunting and see her old home again.
"Well.. capital is pretty boring, if you asked me," Adrian shrugged. "I'd prefer the countryside and small towns like Ghoran."
Eleanor laughed at the man's response. It was truly in human nature to want something other than what they already had. Adrian preferred small towns, while Eleanor was dying to see big cities like the capital.
"Why are you laughing?" Adrian asked Eleanor. He wanted to know what tickled her funny bones so he could make her laugh again. He found her crisp laugh to be really adorable.
"Nothing." Eleanor smiled. She decided to change the subject. "So, you are from the capital, what are you doing here? And where are you staying?"
"I came here to visit my great uncle. He lives in a house outside of Ghoran, surrounded by vineyards. Our family physician supported me to come here and spend some time with him. He said the air is good for my health," Adrian explained.
"Oh.. are you sick?" Eleanor batted her eyes and looked at the man probingly, trying to see any signs of ailments, but she couldn't find any.
The man had a slender body, but when he caught her earlier today, Eleanor could feel his bulging muscles from under his shirt, which meant his body was quite ripped.
If he was sick, shouldn't he look frail? Yet, he looked so healthy and energetic.
"I have some condition," Adrian replied to her question just to be polite, but he refused to elaborate.
The man decided to change the subject back to Eleanor because he wanted to know her more. "So, If I can get you a loan from the Rothschild, what kind of business would you like to do?"
"Huh?" Eleanor thought she misheard. "Come again?"
"I said if I can get you loans from the banks, what will you do with it?" Adrian repeated his question patiently. "My family knows some of the Rotchilds."
"Oh, you do?" Eleanor's eyes widened with excitement when Adrian nodded firmly. She thought about it for a while and then replied. "I will open a tavern that sells food and drinks."