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.

obediently went to the last row and ignored the

spectacular grades. Naturally, most

and taunted, “It really is you, Sophie! I can’t believe you’re thick-skinned enough to return

member of Willow’s clique and had had her fair share of picking on Sophie in the

unfamiliar

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

eyes

eye, she twisted her hand

yelped in

eyes, and no one

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

as though coming back had

Queenie roughly, causing the latter to fall to

Queenie was dumbstruck.

Sophie was utterly fearsome.

allow Sophie to remain in Jipsdale. We

the last two lessons of the class sprawled across her desk, asleep.

school gates

must’ve changed his

had said a thing, Sophie decisively got into the

a single word of the speech he had

last time, and you helped

Felix and Tristan were complex characters, and she did not wish

“My life is worth a fortune.” He merely asked Felix to make a call, and it was nothing compared to what she did for

Lombard of Lombard Group, and I need your

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

poor grades and poor morals. What exactly do

in the eyes, and he knew in

medical skills,” came

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

serious, Sophie. Please

the corporation every elite in Jipsdale wanted to consort with,

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