Chapter 2

I glared at him: "You're the one who tried to murder me!"

"Beat this fat pig up for me! I'll make her understand what happens when you try to harm me!" Alex barked furiously at the bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard cracked his knuckles and spoke in a tone like he was talking to an idiot, "Ms. Alice Baker, naughty children deserve to be punished!"

He stepped forward and kicked toward my knee.

I instantly grabbed the bodyguard's throat with my hand!

This new body was too bulky, which slowed me down a bit, but it was more than enough to handle this bodyguard.

The bodyguard looked at me in disbelief.

As Alex and the butler cried out in shock, I grabbed the bodyguard's throat with one hand, lifted him off the ground, then casually threw him aside, raising a cloud of dust.

I walked straight toward Alex, bent down, and grabbed his hair, "Apologize to me!"

"Ms. Alice Baker, you can't do this!" The butler grabbed at my hand, trying to stop me.

I frowned and slapped him. The butler immediately saw stars and felt dizzy.

Alex murdered "Alice," and these two watched with relish—they were all accomplices!

I patted Alex's face, "If you don't apologize, I'll make you bungee jump again!"

"I'm sorry." Alex was terrified and quickly apologized to me.

"Go home!" I turned around.

I needed to meet this Mrs. Baker they kept talking about, and see how the Baker family usually abused Alice.

Besides, heaven gave me a chance to be reborn—I would avenge myself!

BOC GeneTech, your doomsday will come!

...

In the car.

I sat in the back seat of the Maybach. The space was cramped for someone like me who weighed 200 pounds, and with the bodyguard sitting beside me, his available space had been squeezed to almost nothing.

Alex sat listlessly in the back seat, half-dead. When getting in the car earlier, I discovered he'd been so scared he wet himself—his crotch was soaked, though it had been forced to air-dry somewhat during those dozen minutes of "bungee jumping."

I leaned against the window and saw my reflection in the glass. Though "Alice" was fat, she had good skin, a mole on her nose tip that looked like a finishing touch on her high nose bridge, and large, bright, clear eyes. Looking at this face, I felt momentarily dazed.

I felt her eyes held more purity than mine—untainted by the world.

With features like these, even without losing weight, you could tell she had the makings of a beauty.

However, this body's weight was clearly affecting her health, and with a heart condition, losing weight was necessary.

Sensing someone sneaking glances at me, I turned my head and saw Alex stealing looks at me in the rearview mirror.

He was studying me with eyes that found me completely unfamiliar.

Setting aside personality differences, with "Alice's" IQ below 70 compared to my IQ over 300, it was hard not to notice something was off.

I knew that in their eyes, Alice was now terrifyingly strange.

I smiled at the rearview mirror. Alex's pupils contracted, and he immediately lowered his head like a quail.

Coward.

I stopped paying attention to him and unconsciously pulled up my sleeve, seeing my arm covered in dense scratches.

These scratches were left when Alex threatened Alice to self-harm.

Memories flooded back again:

"Look at how fat you have gotten! All that flab, disgusting to look at. Hurry up and cut. I'm teaching you how to lose weight. Your skin's so thick, one cut probably just removes some fat, right? Doesn't even bleed! Hilarious."

"Use some force! Fuck, you don't dare cut? It's fine, I'll help you! Don't be scared, don't dodge. I'm helping you lose weight!"

"No, it hurts, Alice doesn't want to lose weight anymore, it hurts!"

"Damn it, you fat pig, stop crying!"

...

My expression darkened.

No wonder Alice carried a folding knife—she was often threatened by Alex to self-harm.

I became more determined. Alice, the suffering you endured, I'll make those who hurt you pay back a hundredfold!

An hour later.

We arrived at the Baker Villa.

Alex scrambled out of the car and rushed into the main hall.

Obviously seeking protection.

Sure enough, the moment I stepped into the main hall, Olivia Smith, also known as Mrs. Baker, sitting in the main seat, turned livid: "You wretch, kneel down!"

I stared straight at the dignified, gray-haired Olivia.

I won't kneel!

"Alice? Are you rebelling? Someone, bring me the whip!" Olivia held the sobbing Alex in her arms, who had turned into a three-year-old child, her eyes full of heartache.

But when her gaze fell on me, it became extremely disgusted and repulsed, as if looking at a pile of garbage.

The butler quickly brought the whip. Olivia patted Alex's back soothingly. Alex rose from her embrace with red eyes, then looked at me provocatively, his eyes full of smugness.

Olivia picked up the whip, ready to strike.

I was also ready to act.

"Wait!"

An anxious female voice came from behind me.

I didn't turn around, but could tell from the urgent footsteps. The next second, a woman blocked my path—Emily, "Alice's" biological mother.

"Olivia, what right do you have to hit Alice? Alex knew Alice had a heart condition, yet he took her bungee jumping. How is that different from murder?!" Emily screamed hoarsely, trembling all over.

Unable to suppress her anger, she stepped forward and slapped Alex directly. Alex's face twisted from the blow, blood streaming from his nose.

He glared at Emily furiously. If he weren't trying to play the good grandson in front of his grandmother, given his personality, he'd be cursing up a storm right now.

"Are you crazy?!" Olivia yelled at Emily.

Looking at Alex's swelling face with heartache, she had to put down the whip and protect Alex in her arms, "Alex just suffered extreme fright, and you want to beat the Baker family's only decent heir into a pulp?"

A decent heir?

I laughed out loud.

That laugh successfully drew everyone's attention.

It also filled Olivia's eyes with endless fury. She pointed at me, "Look, look at the idiot you gave birth to, who only knows how to laugh stupidly! Besides eating, what else can she do? And she ate herself into this ugly state!"

"What's wrong with Alex taking her bungee jumping? Even if she really jumped, she might not die. Besides, Alex said Alice was the one clamoring to go!"

"That's right, Alice saw other people bungee jumping in videos and pestered me to go. Emily, I didn't do it on purpose." Alex played the victim.