Pursuing Her

Chapter 5 Tell Me Who She Is

After hanging up on his call, Andy rushed out of the office and cried, “Please wait, Old Mr. Tanner. I’ll take Ms. Sophie Tanner as a student.”

His attitude had taken a one-eighty from before.

Even Josiah had no idea why the principal had suddenly changed his mind.

“Are you sure, Mr. Langston?” Josiah asked.

“That’s right, Old Mr. Tanner. I’ll have her placed in a class right away.” Then, Andy immediately called the high school’s academic head and informed her about Sophie’s immediate enrolment.

Sophie went along with the enrolment, but even she knew things were hardly as simple as they seemed.

The academic head promptly assigned Sophie to the worst-performing class in the school. After receiving her school uniform, Sophie was handed over to the homeroom teacher of Senior Class 8, Derrick Hayes.

Before Josiah left, he said to Derrick, “I’ll have to trouble you to keep an eye on Sophie, Mr. Hayes.”

“It’s no trouble at all, Sir! You should head back. I’ll lead Sophie to her class soon,” came Derrick’s courteous reply.

That was the only answer he could give, seeing as every student at Jipsdale Premier High had a wealthy or influential parent that the teachers could not afford to offend.

Derrick happened to be in charge of the third lesson of the day for Senior Class 8, so he personally escorted Sophie to her new classroom.

When he arrived at the classroom, he announced, “Hi, everyone, we have a new student in our class. She’ll introduce herself. Please give her a warm welcome.”

Sophie walked onto the podium at the front of the room and wrote her full name on the board.

Then, she declared, “Hi, everyone, my name is Sophie Tanner.”

Sophie Tanner? Her new classmates immediately whispered furiously among themselves.

“Isn’t she the Sophie Tanner who was expelled five years ago?”

“I think so! She used to be in my class.”

“I heard she had an abortion around tenth grade. Do you know if it’s true?”

“It was! Back then…”

“All right, everyone, settle down. There’s a seat at the end of the classroom, Sophie. You can take

and ignored the spiteful glares

spectacular grades. Naturally, most of them

and taunted, “It really is you, Sophie! I can’t believe you’re thick-skinned enough to return to

trap, Queenie,” Sophie cut in abruptly. Queenie had always been a member of Willow’s

night in an unfamiliar

Sophie at all. She grabbed Sophie’s hand and continued, “We’re not in Horington anymore, Sophie. Did you think

eyes narrowed

blink of an eye, she twisted her hand

yelped

threat in Sophie’s eyes, and no one dared to step forward to

this, Queenie. I’m not the same Sophie from five years ago. Not just anyone can trample over my dignity. Oh right! I’m sure you remember what you all did

suddenly felt as though coming back had

causing

Queenie was dumbstruck.

Sophie was utterly fearsome.

allow Sophie to remain in Jipsdale.

of the class sprawled across her desk, asleep.

school gates when she

Langston must’ve changed his

a thing, Sophie decisively got into

a single word of the speech he

impatience brimming in her gaze, Sophie announced, “Tristan Lombard, right? I saved you last time, and you helped me today, so we’re even. Don’t look

complex characters, and she did not wish to

a fortune.” He merely asked Felix to make a

continued, “I’m Tristan Lombard of Lombard Group, and I need

wondered, We can have anyone we want in the world. Why

grades and poor

stared Tristan straight in the eyes, and he knew in that instant that he was staring at an

medical skills,”

I’ve said this many times; I managed to remove the bullet from

insisted, “I’m dead serious, Sophie. Please consider