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.”

subject, but if you don’t, leave the school. Don’t be a drag to

no faith that Sophie would pass

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

ran to Sophie and

her studies, physics was just too difficult a

“Don’t worry about that.”

to the lectures mindlessly,

Sophie think she’s a genius or something? How would a failure like

matter of time till it

even provoked

was too emotional—she was always in a bad mood with the class

they also scorned Sophie, although she never did anything to them. It was just

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

Ysabelle wanted to ignore her, but Queenie seemed to

all

Ysabelle. Please take me

the state Queenie was in, Ysabelle

make an appearance in the class until

you, Ysabelle? Why aren’t

want nothing

Queenie’s

I swear, if there’s even a scratch found

that

you dare call the

and sent an address to

do you know who I am? How dare you

blame me for doing this, Ysabelle. Blame Sophie instead. If it weren’t for

ill, Queenie!” I seriously wish I could

hear Ysabelle’s nonsense any longer, Queenie ordered, “Tape her

her words fell, a thug came forward from behind and taped

I’m going to teach

cousin. He had fancied Sophie in

“Yes, she’ll definitely come.”

There’s no way Sophie can escape

Just then, Sophie arrived.