Anything For Her

Queenie had this strong urge to ruin Sophie’s life completely; nothing could make that idea vanish from her head.

She wanted Sophie to meet a fate worse than death, and she would make Cyro see the latter’s true color.

Queenie phoned her elder cousin, who was involved in the underworld.

“Hey, you’ve always fancied Sophie, right? She’s back.”

When it was time for physics class, Carrie, their teacher, slammed the pile of test papers on the table the moment she entered the classroom.

“What is going on with this class? The questions are so simple, yet your answers are absolutely absurd! Out of all thirty classes in this grade, this class is at the very bottom!”

“Well, that’s to be expected, Mrs. Fletcher, given somebody here got a zero,” commented Queenie coldly.

At her words, Carrie glared at Sophie. Her eyes became increasingly malicious.

“Sophie, you can be a failure all you want, but don’t bring other people with you.”

Raising her head, Sophie retorted, “I’ve never disturbed you while you’re teaching, have I, Mrs. Fletcher?”

“What do you mean by that? Are you expecting a thank you from me?”

“Of course not.”

“People like you are useless to society. I don’t even know why you exist in this world.”

“Don’t you think you’re too much, Mrs. Fletcher?” uttered Ysabelle, as she could not stand it any longer. “Do people with bad grades deserve to be insulted like this? As a teacher, you’re supposed to have morals.”

“You aren’t that good either, Ysabelle. Look at your grade. It’s trash.”

Carrie could not control her emotion. She had a fight with her husband at home, and she vented her anger out on her students.

Hearing what she said, Ysabelle was enraged. “You—”

“If we manage to get good grades, would you apologize?” questioned Sophie icily.

“You? Good grades?” An outcast like you?

“I hope you’ll apologize to the whole class after the monthly test, Mrs. Fletcher.”

apologize as long as you pass this subject, but

had no faith that Sophie would pass

so, Sophie ignored her. I can’t believe there’s such a teacher

worriedly ran

was just too difficult a subject. Moreover, Sophie had never paid attention in class before, so how could she

“Don’t worry about that.”

Sophie listened to the lectures mindlessly,

or something? How would

herself. It’s only a matter of

and she even provoked

too emotional—she was always in

Sophie, although she never did anything to them. It was just that

half-past six, Ysabelle returned to the school to self-study. Arriving at the school entrance, she spotted the pale Queenie

but Queenie seemed to

all

Ysabelle. Please take

Queenie was in,

an appearance in the class until seven o’clock, Sophie went

are you, Ysabelle? Why aren’t you here

want nothing

Queenie’s voice, Sophie

I swear, if there’s even a scratch found

to that, Queenie only sneered. Now that I

call the police, I’ll

that, Queenie hung up and sent

know who I am? How dare you kidnap

can’t blame me for doing this, Ysabelle. Blame Sophie instead. If it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t have

I seriously wish I could slap

to hear Ysabelle’s nonsense any longer, Queenie

words fell, a thug came forward from behind and taped Ysabelle’s mouth with duct tape, which enraged

it! I’m going to teach

had fancied Sophie in the past. Even

“Yes, she’ll definitely come.”

the underworld. There’s no way Sophie can escape

Just then, Sophie arrived.