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.”

I’ll apologize as long as you pass this subject, but if you don’t, leave the school.

no faith that Sophie would

her. I can’t believe there’s such a teacher

class, Ysabelle worriedly ran to Sophie and sat beside

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

“Don’t worry about that.”

lectures mindlessly, but

a genius or something? How would a

matter of time

even provoked

emotional—she was always in

scorned Sophie, although she never did anything to them. It was just that she was too beautiful for

to self-study. Arriving at the school entrance, she spotted the

to ignore her, but Queenie seemed to be in pain, so she

you all

tummy hurts, Ysabelle. Please

Queenie was in, Ysabelle helped

did not make an appearance in the class until seven

are you, Ysabelle? Why aren’t you here

If you want nothing to

hearing Queenie’s voice,

even a scratch found on Ysabelle, I will

Queenie only sneered. Now that I

If you dare call the police, I’ll ruin

hung up and sent an

do you know who I am? How dare you

doing this, Ysabelle. Blame Sophie instead. If

ill, Queenie!” I seriously wish I

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

from behind and taped Ysabelle’s

it! I’m going to teach these thugs

asked Harvey Lane, Queenie’s cousin. He had fancied Sophie in the

“Yes, she’ll definitely come.”

underworld. There’s no way Sophie

Just then, Sophie arrived.