I had a lot of friends who befriended me because of my identity. The press wanting to know what happens every second in my life, teachers treating me with respect and pampering me just so they won't be fired, given first class attention wherever I went to. When I informed my parents of my decision to attend New York University and to study Literature instead of Business, they got angry and told me to discard the intention. I then went behind their backs and wrote the examination. When the letter of acceptance came, I showed it to them in hopes that they will approve of my choice. My father got furious and said to me "you are a disgrace to the Grey household, because so you could have the best education, we made a school, employed the best teachers in the world now you want to go to a filthy university in New York? I don't want to see you ever again, get out!!!" he yelled. I packed all my belongings and with my savings, I moved to New York, dropped my British accent and learned that of the Americans, changed my name entirely and also the way I looked.
That was four years ago. The week I moved here was spent in a hotel while looking for an apartment and a job and changing my identity. It was also the week I saw my parents on the news announcing that I was no longer part of the Grey family. That due to my stubbornness, they have disowned me and the betrothal of I to Harry has been nullified. Also my eight year old brother, Karl then was announced as the only heir to Grey Group.