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 the

faith that Sophie would

I can’t believe there’s such a teacher in high

ran to Sophie and sat beside

you were so impulsive. Physics is tough.” Although she was serious about her studies, physics was just too difficult a subject. Moreover, Sophie had never

“Don’t worry about that.”

to the lectures mindlessly,

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

herself. It’s only a matter

and she even

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

did anything to them. It was just that she

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

Queenie seemed to be in pain, so

all

Ysabelle. Please take me

state Queenie was in,

class until

Ysabelle? Why aren’t you

It’s me. If you want nothing to

hearing Queenie’s voice, Sophie

swear, if there’s even a scratch found on

that I have Ysabelle, she’d better

If you dare call the police,

that, Queenie hung up and sent an address to Sophie using

do you know who I am? How

Sophie instead. If

seriously wish I could slap this

wanting to hear Ysabelle’s nonsense any longer, Queenie ordered,

and taped Ysabelle’s mouth with duct tape, which enraged

I’m going to teach these

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

“Yes, she’ll definitely come.”

underworld. There’s no way Sophie

Just then, Sophie arrived.