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.”

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

had no faith that Sophie would pass at

ignored her. I can’t believe

the class, Ysabelle worriedly ran

was just too difficult a subject. Moreover, Sophie had never paid

“Don’t worry about that.”

listened to the lectures mindlessly, but at least she

a genius or something? How would a failure like her become

herself. It’s only a matter of

even provoked

Carrie, for she was too emotional—she was always in a bad mood with the class for no

she never did anything to them.

returned to the school to self-study. Arriving

wanted to ignore her, but Queenie

you all right,

hurts, Ysabelle. Please take me to

the state Queenie was

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

Ysabelle? Why

If you want nothing to

hearing Queenie’s voice,

scratch found on Ysabelle, I

sneered. Now that I have Ysabelle, she’d better watch her

you dare call the police, I’ll ruin

that, Queenie hung up and sent an

you know who I am? How dare

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

seriously wish I could

to hear Ysabelle’s nonsense any longer, Queenie

words fell, a thug came forward from behind and taped Ysabelle’s

I’m going to teach these thugs a

Queenie’s cousin. He had fancied Sophie in the

“Yes, she’ll definitely come.”

the underworld. There’s no way Sophie can

Just then, Sophie arrived.