From Fat to Fierce: My 200-Pound Weight Loss and Revenge on the High Society

When I came to, I found myself in an operating room.The doctor spoke to me coldly, "Miss Larson, I heard you were dumped because of your weight and sent abroad by your stepmother to be disposed of. Want revenge?"His whisper in my ear was like the devil himself, tempting and seductive.I clutched at my excess flesh, "I want to change. I want to be thin!"The hatred in my eyes seemed to satisfy him. He clapped his hands and began prepping for surgery."Your body's been wrecked by drugs, so we need to do some minor procedures. Sleep now."For some reason, looking into his eyes made me feel incredibly safe.Three days later, I stared at my oversized body in the mirror, covered in bandages, wishing I could grab a knife and end my stepmother right then and there."Stay calm. Don't cry. It'll mess with your recovery," he said.I pushed down my emotions and looked at him. "Why are you helping me?"He chuckled softly, "Let's just say I can't stand people like them either."His eyes

Mathew looked at me, speechless. I promised him that from now on, there would be no more love or hatred—only revenge. He patted my head and simply said, "Alright."In that moment, Mathew and I became the most unbreakable allies in the world.The day of my father's funeral was a rainy one. Mathew took me to the cemetery, taking advantage of the bad weather to avoid drawing attention. We both wore black, with small white flowers pinned to our chests."Mathew, if my dad had just waited a little longer, do you think he might have survived?"He didn’t answer. As we disappeared into the rain, he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and said, "Ruby, grow strong."I looked down at my stomach, where most of the excess weight had already melted away, then turned my gaze toward where my father lay in eternal rest."Mathew, I’d like to go see Mr. Harrison. I have something new to show him."After dropping me off, Mathew left. When I saw David, he looked more energetic than before, although hi

[Free for a drink? Come down. - Anton]I stared at the text, deep in thought. Anton was greedy, lecherous, and uneducated. He only sat in the CEO's chair because his mother had manipulated her way into marrying his father.[Ruby]Though useless, he was rich, and I was easy to investigate.The public didn't care who copied whom; they only cared about the word "plagiarism."Like a pack of rabid dogs.I replied with two words and headed out.Seeing Anton downstairs, I smiled slightly."You actually lost over 200 pounds. That's incredible."I smiled without speaking and got into his car."Mr. Leedon, didn't you want to chat? Is this all you've got?"He laughed, calling me an interesting woman. I looked at him like he was an idiot.Anton stayed out all night with me. I wondered if Runa would be angry if she knew.I took Anton to a bar, and when he was completely drunk, I dragged him to a hotel. After staging a few photos, I sent them to Runa.As expected, Runa immediately call

"Mr. Leedon, maybe you should worry about your own future!" I glanced at Matthew's message. The Leedon empire was crumbling. Tax fraud, embezzlement, and Anton's wild affairs—who else but him could end up in prison?"Ruby, don't forget I have dirt on you," he snapped.I chuckled. "What, that ketchup on the bed that morning, or my past?"These people think they can threaten someone who's stared death in the face with petty lies. Just as he was about to reply, there was a knock at his door."Mr. Leedon, the police are here."I whispered "goodbye" into my phone, but he didn't hear it.---The Leedon family's fall was swift. Anton was foolish enough to keep all his records on his phone. When Matthew and I visited him in jail, he begged Matthew for help."Bro, please, I'll do anything! Just help me out!"Matthew's gaze was ice-cold. "Did you know your mother died in the hospital from kidney failure?"Anthony stared at him, shocked. "Why? Why is this happening?"Matthew replied, "