My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Sara was furious and turned her head to look at the bald female prisoner who pushed herself, "What are you doing?"

"Beat you up, what else can I do? You're already in here and you still want to go out and bully people, you're not a good person."

Sara wanted to say, "What kind of a good person are you then?"

But in the end, she held back, turned her head in silence and continued her work.

"I heard that you two, one is Jocelyn's stepmother and the other is Jocelyn's half-sister."

"Those things about your family are all over our place, everyone says that you two are behind the rumours that there is something wrong with Faraday Apartments."

"You still don't know how to repent even now, and you're still fucking thinking of harming people!"

Said the bald female prisoner then directly rolled up her sleeves and stood up, looking at the two with a fierce look, as if she wanted to kill them.

"Why do you care about our family's affairs? Do you know Jocelyn?" Gloria asked warily as her scalp tingled and she subconsciously moved to the side.

"I don't know her, but I saw the news and thought that Jocelyn had a good face, and that she was bullied by you guys. I felt annoyed and wanted to fight for justice!" The bald female prisoner lifted her feet and kicked the two out separately.

The bald female prisoner then took the lead and mounted Sara, slapping her face in a series of slaps.

The slaps were quick and loud, and Sara's face swelled in seconds.

Gloria immediately shouted frantically to the outside, "Help! Somebody Help!"

She then quickly grabbed the lapels of the bald female prisoner and tried to put her down.

But she couldn't, the bald female prisoner was steady!

The next second, the bald female prisoner backhanded and slapped Gloria across the face, "Looks like you really want to go to the wedding with a bruised nose, that's fine, I'll help you."

In the next second, Gloria was slapped to the ground, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

She was so angry and furious that she was tempted to get up and go spar with her, but instead she found that she had broken her right wrist and not only was she afraid to move, but the pain stung her bones. "Ah..." Gloria couldn't help but cry out in pain, her eyes brimming with tears of pain.

The bald woman stopped paying attention to her and continued slapping Sara's face.

Sara screamed in pain from the beating and shouted for help.

Soon, the iron door was opened.

The female prison guard stood in the doorway with a cold face, scolding, "Are you crazy? Stop it!"

Only then did the bald female prisoner stop and obediently get up, before viciously spatting a mouthful of spittle towards Gloria's face and sitting straight back down in her seat.

Disgusted, Gloria tried to wipe it with her right hand, but as soon as she raised her hand, her scalp tingled with pain.

So she switched to her left hand and quickly wiped away the spit.

Only the saliva was wiped away and the fishy smell of the saliva was still there, making her stomach flip in disgust.

Sara cried and crawled up, looking at the prison guard aggressively and said, "Hurry up and give me a new place, I can't stand it anymore."

"My right wrist is broken, send me to the hospital." Gloria cried.

"Cut the crap and get back to work!" The prison guard said coldly, and then with a bang, she shut the iron door heavily.

Gloria and Sara were once again thrust into the abyss of despair.

"Hey, did you hear me? I think I've broken my right wrist, take me to hospital!"

The next second, the small window on the door was pulled open and the female guard looked at her and said, "Get to work, don't make excuses! If you don't finish your assignment by nightfall, you'll double it tomorrow!"

The small window was closed and the female guard disappeared completely.

"Get to work, or you'll get beaten again!" The bald female prisoner chided in a cold voice!

Sara immediately crawled to Gloria's side, looked at her already red and swollen wrist, and asked, "How is it? Is it really broken?"

Gloria nodded, "It seems so, I can't move!"

"Get to work now! Work even if you have a broken bone!" The bald female prisoner said coldly again.

She hated people who bullied the weak, once she had been raped by that factory manager because she was weak.

In order to keep that job, she had always put up with it.

He had bullied her so much that he had even gone to the extent of bullying her in front of her daughter.

When her daughter went up to hit him, he pushed her daughter out and her daughter's head hit the doorknob straight on and died on the spot.

Therefore she could not resist killing that man.

She hated those people that liked to bully people!

"Hurry up!!!" The bald female prisoner growled again.

Having just suffered, Gloria dared not resist and sat back down obediently, and just as she sat down, she felt something stab her right buttock hard.

The sharp pain instantly made her face go white!

"Ah..." she instantly cried out, before springing to her feet and twisting her head to look at the spot where she had been stabbed.

All she could see was a silver needle lodged deep inside, with only a small part of the end showing, and a long red thread for embroidery tied to the nose of the needle. Gloria instantly turned her head to look at the two women sitting on either side and growled, "Who is it? Come forward at once."

"It's me...

What's wrong?" A female prisoner with brush cut snorted coldly.

"Are you such a bully?" Gloria really wanted to kill all of them and hang them on the wall for ten days in the sun!

"That's bullying? I've got something worse." With that, the female prisoner with brush cut stood up, walked straight into the bathroom, and came out with a basin of cold water.

In the next second, she poured cold water on the positions of Gloria and Sara's beds respectively.

"What's wrong with you? Are you trying to freeze us to death in the middle of winter?" Gloria yelled again, veins rippling on her neck.

"Right." The female prisoner with brush cut grunted.

"Get your ass back down to work! Or I'll let you die!!!" The bald female prisoner walked straight over and grabbed Gloria's long hair with a fierce look on her face.

Even if there was nothing wrong with her, sitting here in the cold in the middle of winter would be tantamount to torture.

But because of the majesty of the bald female prisoner, Gloria sat down on the cold bed and started embroidering.

Every time she moved, the pain in her wrist went straight to her brain, but she could only grit her teeth and bear it, with no way to tell her inner grievances. The cold chill spread throughout her body, and she shivered with cold.

Sara was so distressed that she couldn't stand it anymore, so she went up to the door and frantically rapped on it, "Is anyone there? Help my daughter! Help us!" However, there was no response. After so many years of being a rich wife, she had always been the one to call out to others, and she was always above them. But this moment was different, she had actually experienced the feeling of not being helped.

Jocelyn, you bitch! I will never let you go!

She tapped for a long time, but no one paid any attention to her, and she began to break down and cry.

The bald female prisoner rushed behind her with an impatient face and pulled her hair fiercely, tugging her by the hair all the way to the bed position.

Sara struggled and shouted, but to no avail. She was no match for her opponent, who was as strong as an ox.

Soon she was dumped on the cold bunk.

The bald female prisoner ordered viciously, "Work now! Shout again, I will kill you both!"