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

that Sophie would pass

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

the class, Ysabelle worriedly ran to

her studies, physics was just too difficult

“Don’t worry about that.”

lectures mindlessly, but at least she never

genius or something? How would a failure like

a matter of time

she even

the class disliked Carrie, for she was too emotional—she was always

to them. It

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

but Queenie seemed to be in pain, so

all

tummy hurts, Ysabelle. Please take me to

Queenie was in, Ysabelle

she did not make an appearance in the class until seven

Ysabelle? Why aren’t

want nothing to happen to

hearing Queenie’s voice, Sophie

I swear, if there’s even a scratch found on Ysabelle, I will beat you to

that I have Ysabelle, she’d

you dare call the police, I’ll ruin Ysabelle’s

hung up and sent an address

do you know who I am? How dare

for doing this, Ysabelle. Blame Sophie instead. If it

f*cking ill, Queenie!” I seriously wish

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

from behind and taped Ysabelle’s mouth with duct tape, which enraged the latter even

I’m going to

Sophie really come here?” asked Harvey Lane, Queenie’s cousin. He had fancied Sophie in the past. Even after years passed by, he still could not forget about

“Yes, she’ll definitely come.”

There’s no way Sophie

Just then, Sophie arrived.