After returning to my room, I tried using the system to transfer some of Dad's private savings.
Instantly, tens of thousands of dollars appeared in my account.
I had the system turn off transfer notifications so that Dad wouldn't receive any text messages.
Besides, this was money Dad had been hiding from Mom. Thus, even if some of it went missing, he wouldn't dare say a word about it.
After receiving the money from me, the whole family eagerly went apartment hunting the next day.
They had their sights set on a three-bedroom apartment.
Mom pointed to each room and said, "This room is big, so it'll be the master bedroom for your father and me. This room has great light, so it'll be for Chad and his future wife. This room will be for your grandmother. It's a bit small, but the layout is nice."
I followed behind, sneering inwardly. Just like in my previous life, they never once thought of leaving a room for me in the new apartment.
When I confronted them then, Mom simply replied indifferently, "You'll eventually get married and leave this family, so keeping a room for you will be a waste."
Now, I wouldn't humiliate myself by asking again.
Once they were done looking at the apartment, they went to buy a car. This, too, was paid entirely in cash.
By the end of the day, they had spent 3.2 million dollars.
"3.2 million dollars split evenly comes out to 640 thousand dollars per person," Mom said with a pained expression. "Mabel, you still owe us 300 thousand dollars."
Perhaps because they'd settled on the house and car, Mom was in a good mood and didn't press me for the money.
On the way home, I casually suggested, "I've noticed that when people buy a new home, they throw a party to show off to relatives and friends. Since splitting it won't cost much for our family, why don't we host one too?"
My dad, who loved bragging, immediately agreed. "Great idea!"
Chad, thinking of the chance to show off in front of his classmates, also agreed.
Mom seized the opportunity to say, "We need to look good for the party, right? Let's all go in together on those earrings and necklace I've had my eye on. If I look good, it'll make all of you look good too."
Mom had wanted those pieces of jewelry for a long time, but Dad always thought they were too expensive and wouldn't let her buy them. However, since each person's share would only be ten thousand dollars, he agreed.
Grandma's eyes darted around, and she agreed too.
After Mom's jewelry was added to the equal-split list, Grandma also asked for gold bangles and a gold ring, both of which received the whole family's approval.
The craziest part was when Chad said he wanted a new phone and a new laptop so he wouldn't look like a joke in front of his friends when college started, and the three of them actually agreed.
When it was my turn, I said, "I want to buy some clothes to wear for wo—"
But before I could finish, Chad objected loudly, "You're so old, so what's the point of dressing nicely? You might as well buy some nice clothes for my girlfriend, Gale Kramer, with that money!"
Dad also disapproved. "Don't waste money on useless things. Plus, the family's finances are already tight. Can't you be more sensible?"
Grandma snorted coldly. "A woman shouldn't be so vain."
"The request is denied," Mom delivered the final verdict. "Next time you dare to make such a request again, you'll be fined."
Even though I'd long since given up on them, seeing how blatantly two-faced they were still made me scoff.
There were actually the family members I'd trusted in my previous life.
Back then, when the transfer system first appeared, it said it could transfer everything from the family to me.
I firmly refused and asked with a frown of confusion, "Why would I do that? They're my family."
The transfer system simply disappeared without ever replying.
It was only after I died that I realized that my family had always treated me as an outsider.
