Anything For 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

to the last row and ignored the spiteful

students in Senior Class 8 did not produce spectacular grades. Naturally, most

upbringing meant they were the farthest thing from cowards. Once Derrick ended his lesson, Queenie Lane sauntered to Sophie and taunted, “It

cut in abruptly. Queenie had always been a member of Willow’s clique and had had her fair share of

nursing a headache after a sleepless night in an unfamiliar

Horington anymore, Sophie. Did you think you were something in Jipsdale?” She still believed Willow’s sister was as meek as

eyes narrowed

she twisted her hand and grabbed

yelped

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

target for you to pick on, either. Remember this, Queenie. I’m not the same Sophie from five years ago. Not just anyone can trample over my

as though coming back

shoved Queenie roughly, causing the

Queenie was dumbstruck.

Sophie was utterly fearsome.

Sophie to remain in Jipsdale. We have

lessons of the class sprawled across her desk, asleep. After

set foot outside the school gates when she spied

Langston must’ve changed his mind because

had said a thing, Sophie decisively got into the car beside

did not utter a single word of the speech he had

right? I saved you last time, and you helped me today,

and she did not

merely asked Felix to make

Tristan Lombard of Lombard Group,

can have anyone we want in

said drily, “I have poor grades and poor morals. What exactly do

eyes, and he knew in that instant

medical skills,”

times; I managed to remove the bullet from your

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

Group was rumored to be the corporation every elite in Jipsdale wanted to consort with, yet this young woman appeared to scoff at

It was clear that they