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.”

faith that Sophie would

believe there’s such a teacher in

ran to

serious about her studies, physics was just too

“Don’t worry about that.”

the lectures mindlessly, but at least she never dozed

genius or something? How would a failure like her

matter

she even

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

never did anything to them. It was just that she was too beautiful for

school to self-study. Arriving at the school entrance, she

her, but Queenie seemed to

you all right,

Ysabelle. Please take me

state Queenie was in,

did not make an appearance in the class until seven o’clock, Sophie went out and

are you, Ysabelle? Why aren’t

nothing

Queenie’s voice,

I swear, if there’s even a scratch found on Ysabelle,

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

dare call the police,

that, Queenie hung up and sent an address

you know who I am? How dare you

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

ill, Queenie!” I seriously wish I

any longer,

after her words fell, a thug came forward from behind and taped Ysabelle’s mouth with duct tape, which enraged the latter

going to teach these thugs a

fancied Sophie in the past. Even after years

“Yes, she’ll definitely come.”

involved in the underworld. There’s no way Sophie

Just then, Sophie arrived.

opened the door, she

surrounding, she then noticed Ysabelle tied to a

Sophie