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 pass

ignored her. I can’t believe there’s such

the class, Ysabelle worriedly ran to Sophie and sat

her studies, physics was just too difficult a subject. Moreover, Sophie had never paid attention in

“Don’t worry about that.”

to the lectures mindlessly, but

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

only a matter of time till it

even provoked Carrie. She’s

too emotional—she was always

them. It was just that

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

Queenie seemed

all right,

hurts, Ysabelle. Please

Queenie was in, Ysabelle

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

Ysabelle? Why aren’t you

If you want nothing to happen

Queenie’s

a scratch found on Ysabelle, I will beat you

replying to that, Queenie only sneered. Now that I

you dare call the

up and sent an address

who I am? How

blame me for doing this, Ysabelle. Blame Sophie instead. If it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t have ended up like

seriously wish I could slap this

nonsense any longer,

a thug came forward from behind and

to

will Sophie really come here?” asked Harvey Lane, Queenie’s cousin. He had fancied Sophie in the past. Even after years passed by, he

“Yes, she’ll definitely come.”

underworld. There’s no

Just then, Sophie arrived.

opened the door,

the surrounding, she then

frown, Sophie approached Queenie step