Anything For Her

Chapter 5 Tell Me Who She Is

After hanging up on his call, Andy rushed out of the office and cried, “Please wait, Old Mr. Tanner. I’ll take Ms. Sophie Tanner as a student.”

His attitude had taken a one-eighty from before.

Even Josiah had no idea why the principal had suddenly changed his mind.

“Are you sure, Mr. Langston?” Josiah asked.

“That’s right, Old Mr. Tanner. I’ll have her placed in a class right away.” Then, Andy immediately called the high school’s academic head and informed her about Sophie’s immediate enrolment.

Sophie went along with the enrolment, but even she knew things were hardly as simple as they seemed.

The academic head promptly assigned Sophie to the worst-performing class in the school. After receiving her school uniform, Sophie was handed over to the homeroom teacher of Senior Class 8, Derrick Hayes.

Before Josiah left, he said to Derrick, “I’ll have to trouble you to keep an eye on Sophie, Mr. Hayes.”

“It’s no trouble at all, Sir! You should head back. I’ll lead Sophie to her class soon,” came Derrick’s courteous reply.

That was the only answer he could give, seeing as every student at Jipsdale Premier High had a wealthy or influential parent that the teachers could not afford to offend.

Derrick happened to be in charge of the third lesson of the day for Senior Class 8, so he personally escorted Sophie to her new classroom.

When he arrived at the classroom, he announced, “Hi, everyone, we have a new student in our class. She’ll introduce herself. Please give her a warm welcome.”

Sophie walked onto the podium at the front of the room and wrote her full name on the board.

Then, she declared, “Hi, everyone, my name is Sophie Tanner.”

Sophie Tanner? Her new classmates immediately whispered furiously among themselves.

“Isn’t she the Sophie Tanner who was expelled five years ago?”

“I think so! She used to be in my class.”

“I heard she had an abortion around tenth grade. Do you know if it’s true?”

“It was! Back then…”

settle down. There’s a seat at the end of the

last row and ignored the spiteful glares

Class 8 did not produce spectacular grades. Naturally, most of

Once Derrick ended his lesson, Queenie Lane sauntered to Sophie and taunted, “It really is you, Sophie!

cut in abruptly. Queenie had always been a member of Willow’s clique and had had her fair share of picking on Sophie in the

an unfamiliar house, and she

in Horington anymore, Sophie. Did you think you

eyes

eye, she twisted her hand and grabbed Queenie’s wrist, swiftly bending it

Queenie yelped in

the threat in Sophie’s eyes, and no one dared to step forward to break

just anyone can trample over my dignity.

suddenly felt as though coming back had been the right

roughly, causing the latter to

Queenie was dumbstruck.

Sophie was utterly fearsome.

in Jipsdale. We have

the class sprawled across her desk, asleep. After school ended, she grabbed her bag and

school gates when she

his mind

thing, Sophie decisively got into the car

did not utter a single word of the speech he

Sophie announced, “Tristan Lombard, right? I saved you last time, and you helped me today, so we’re even. Don’t look

and she did not

life is worth a fortune.” He merely asked Felix to make a

Lombard of Lombard Group, and I need your

who wondered, We can have anyone we want in the world. Why must Mr.

poor grades and poor morals. What exactly do you want from

rarely stared Tristan straight in the eyes, and he knew in that instant that he was

skills,” came Tristan’s

I know about medicine? I’ve said this many times; I managed to

insisted, “I’m dead serious, Sophie. Please consider my offer