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…”

There’s a seat at the end of the classroom, Sophie. You

the last row and ignored the

did not produce spectacular grades. Naturally, most

Queenie Lane sauntered to Sophie and taunted, “It really is you, Sophie! I can’t believe you’re thick-skinned enough to return to Jipsdale. If

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

an unfamiliar house,

all. She grabbed Sophie’s hand and continued, “We’re not in Horington anymore, Sophie. Did you think you were something in Jipsdale?” She still believed

beautiful eyes narrowed

twisted her hand

Queenie yelped in

noticed the threat in Sophie’s eyes, and no one dared

from five years ago. Not just anyone can

as though coming back had been

she shoved Queenie roughly, causing the latter to fall

Queenie was dumbstruck.

Sophie was utterly fearsome.

Sophie to remain in Jipsdale.

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

just set foot outside the school gates when she spied

his mind

had said a thing, Sophie decisively got

not utter a single word of the speech he

in her gaze, Sophie announced, “Tristan Lombard, right? I saved you last time, and

she did not wish

merely asked Felix to make a call, and it was nothing compared to what she did

“I’m Tristan Lombard of Lombard Group, and

anyone we want in the world.

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

Tristan straight in the eyes, and he knew in that instant that

medical skills,”

I’ve said this many times; I managed to remove

“I’m dead serious, Sophie. Please consider

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

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