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…”

right, everyone, settle down. There’s a seat at the end of the classroom,

the last row and ignored the

did not produce spectacular grades.

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

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

after a sleepless night in an unfamiliar house, and she

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

beautiful eyes narrowed

the blink of an eye, she twisted her

Queenie yelped in

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

not a 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 dignity. Oh right! I’m sure you remember what you all did to me five years ago. I’ll make sure you all

suddenly felt as though coming back had been

causing the latter

Queenie was dumbstruck.

Sophie was utterly fearsome.

allow Sophie to remain in Jipsdale. We

the class sprawled across her desk, asleep. After

outside the school gates when she

changed his mind because

said a thing, Sophie

word of

announced, “Tristan Lombard, right? I saved you last

Tristan were complex characters, and she did not wish to

worth a fortune.” He merely asked Felix to make a call, and it was

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

we want in the world. Why must Mr. Tristan insist on

said drily, “I have poor grades and poor

straight in the eyes, and he knew in

medical skills,” came

student. What would I know about medicine? I’ve said this many times; I

dead serious, Sophie.

the corporation every elite in Jipsdale wanted to consort with, yet this young woman appeared to scoff

too tired to argue with them. It was clear that they would not