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.”

“Fine. I don’t expect much. I’ll apologize as long as you pass this subject, but if you don’t, leave the school. Don’t be a drag to everyone else.”

that

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

Ysabelle worriedly ran to Sophie and sat

was just too difficult a subject. Moreover, Sophie had

“Don’t worry about that.”

the lectures

a genius or something? How would

matter of time till it

even provoked

always in a bad mood

did anything to them. It was just that she was

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

Queenie seemed to be in

all

Please take me to the

was

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

you, Ysabelle? Why aren’t you here

me. If you want nothing

Queenie’s voice,

a scratch found on Ysabelle, I will beat

to that, Queenie only sneered. Now that I have Ysabelle, she’d

alone. If you dare call the police, I’ll ruin

up and sent an

do you know who I am? How dare you kidnap

can’t blame me for doing this, Ysabelle. Blame Sophie instead. If it weren’t for her,

seriously wish I could

hear Ysabelle’s nonsense any longer,

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

I’m going to teach these thugs a

Sophie in the past. Even after years passed by, he still could not forget about

“Yes, she’ll definitely come.”

in the underworld. There’s

Just then, Sophie arrived.

at an abandoned factory. Once she opened the door,

surrounding, she then noticed Ysabelle tied to a

frown, Sophie approached