My Parents Lied: We're Filthy Rich

Mom's birthday was coming soon.I'd been working several jobs every day from morning till late at night and only getting home in the wee hours of the morning, just so that I could save up enough to buy her the gold pendant she'd been eyeing for a while.I was working at the car dealership as usual one afternoon when I unexpectedly heard a familiar voice at the entrance of the shop."Do you like this sports car, Randy? It's only 500,000 dollars. It'd be perfect as your 18th birthday gift."I immediately turned around and felt my blood freeze in my body when I realized that the person who said that was none other than my dad, Fred Carter, who was usually so poor that he couldn't even afford to buy a new 20-dollar shirt.However, right at this moment, he was holding hands with my mom, Melissa Phelps, and my younger brother, Randall Carter, while loudly proclaiming that he was about to buy a 500,000-dollar Ferrari for Randall without even blinking an eye.In fact, when I thought that

"Have you lost your mind again, Raven Carter? We don't have that kind of money, and you know it!" Dad yelled.I didn't want to waste my breath arguing with them anymore. I just tore up the receipt they got for the car purchase yesterday instead. Then, I threw the pieces in their faces."How much longer would you have hidden it from me if I didn't find out by accident?"Mom and Dad were stupefied when they caught sight of the receipt. They never thought that I would find out about their little secret that quickly.Mom was so infuriated that she wanted to slap me. "You freaking brat! Did you stalk us all the way there?"I grabbed her arm and stopped her midway. "And how could I possibly do that? I'd never have found out if I hadn't happened to be working a shift at that car dealership when you walked in!"How could you do this to me? You've been telling me that we were poor since I was young, and that was the reason why I had never received new clothes but only ever wore hand-me-do

"And what do you mean by 'making it up to me'? If Randall hadn't run away with the money, causing the family to go bankrupt, and Dad hadn't fallen critically ill, making him unable to repay the debts, you'd probably not even recall that you had a good-for-nothing leech like me, right?" I yelled at Mom."In other words, you're only here looking for me now because you want to keep this useless leech. You want me to continue working for the family for free and help pay off all of the debts that you can't possibly repay!"I didn't hesitate to expose Mom's motives, and as expected, her face turned purple with anger by the time I was done ranting."Raven Carter! Don't you ever forget that you owe your parents for raising you! Yes, I'm here to ask you for money! So, if you refuse to give me anything today, your dad and I will sue your ass off in court!"I chuckled coldly. "Sure, then go ahead and sue me! Randall's gone missing now anyway. You can go ahead and bring me to court if you want

Mom sued me, accusing me of neglecting my elderly parents and demanding at least 50,000 dollars monthly from me. Everyone in my class was completely shocked at how shameless she was.However, I wasn't the least bit worried about it because I knew that the court would teach her a lesson.As expected, after hiring a lawyer and submitting the relevant evidence, the court only ordered me to pay my family just 500 dollars a month after I started working.Mom and Dad appealed again and again, but each appeal turned out similarly, just with the total amount I had to pay decreasing each time.Meanwhile, Dad's condition worsened, and after the second instance, the court ordered me to pay a minimum of 400 dollars a month. He died in his bed on a rainy, stormy night.Mom was so devastated that she ran to my university to cry, make a huge fuss, and demand that I make up for Dad's death, but she was immediately stopped by the security guard at the gate.Her reputation had been ruined from the