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…”

piped up, “All right, everyone, settle down. There’s a seat at the

last row and ignored the spiteful glares

Class 8 did not produce spectacular grades. Naturally, most of them came from elite

thing from cowards. Once Derrick ended his lesson, Queenie Lane sauntered to Sophie and

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

night in an unfamiliar

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

beautiful eyes narrowed

of an eye, she twisted her hand and

Queenie yelped

threat in Sophie’s eyes, and no one

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.

as though coming back had been

Queenie roughly, causing

Queenie was dumbstruck.

Sophie was utterly fearsome.

Jipsdale. We

of the class sprawled across her desk, asleep. After school ended, she grabbed

the school gates when

must’ve changed his mind because of

Sophie decisively got

single word of the speech he

impatience brimming in her gaze, Sophie announced, “Tristan Lombard, right? I saved you last time, and you helped me today, so we’re even. Don’t

complex characters, and she did not wish to

He merely asked Felix to make a call, and

Lombard of Lombard Group, and I

wondered, We can have anyone we want

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

and he knew in

medical skills,”

leg? I’m an eighteen-year-old high school student. What would I know about medicine? I’ve said this many times; I managed to remove the bullet from your body out of sheer luck. You would be dead now if luck hadn’t been on

serious, Sophie.

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

with them. It was clear that they would not give up regardless of what she said. She left