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After I Won 200 Million, My Parents and Brother Disowned Me

After securing a secret forty-million-dollar fortune, Carl decides to resign and return to his hometown. To test his family's loyalty, he jokingly tells his father that he was fired and needs their support. Stranded at the station during a torrential downpour, Carl waits in vain. When he finally struggles back home on his own, he overhears a shocking betrayal. His mother and sister-in-law, Lisa, are rushing to transfer his property ownership, eager to cast him out to rent elsewhere.
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Chapter 1

After winning 40 million dollars, I resigned and went back to my hometown.

When I arrived at the station, I called my dad to pick me up. He asked me why I was back.

I joked that I had been fired and now had to live my life by them.

It was raining heavily. I waited until evening, but he didn't come to pick me up.

I rushed home in the rain. As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard Lisa complain, "Why are you in such a hurry? It's raining heavily but you still asked me to handle transfer procedure. Look, I'm drenched."

My mother said, "It's all for your own good. Carl has lost his job. Are you willing to return the house to him?"

Lisa snorted and said, "When he comes back, ask him to rent a house outside. I'm not used to having other men at home."

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I stood at the door. I didn't know if it was because my whole body was wet and cold.

Or I was still disappointed.

Because I couldn't stop trembling.

Droplets of water rolled down my cheeks and fell to my lips. I pursed my lips.

It was salty.

How could a 30-year-old man like me cry?

The rain drop today was salty.

After standing there for a long time, I raised my hand and knocked on the door. My mother was partial to Landon, Landon, and my father was a man who kept silent in his life. I always took care of Landon, and we had such a good relationship.

He wouldn't kick me out of the house like them, would he.

It was my mother who opened the door.

There was an unnatural smile on her face.

"Carl is back."

I nodded and went in to change my shoes. He explained, "It's raining heavily. Your father can't go out to pick you up. He wants to pick you up at the station when the rain gets lighter."

"How did you get back? Did you take a taxi?"

"Yes."

I changed my shoes and saw that there were four pairs of wet shoes next to me. I pretended to know nothing and asked her, "Did you go out?"

My mother frowned when she saw the shoes on the ground, but she still found an excuse.

"Before the rain, we were at your sister-in-law's house. We all got wet in the rain on our way home."

I replied with indifferently and pulled my suitcase to my room.

The door opened and there was a pile of junk inside.

I stood at the door and looked at Mom. I asked, "Mom, what's going on?"

The corners of my mother's mouth twitched and she looked embarrassed.

"It's just that there are too many things at home, and you don't often come back to live, so I want to pile them up first."

"Where's my old stuff."

My mother quickly opened the door of balcony and said to me, "They're all here. Your sister-in-law put them away for you."

I looked at the bags on the balcony. They were in a mess.

"Whose idea is it?"

"I paid for this house. Am I not even worthy of a room?"

My mother lowered her head and pretended to be helpless. Lisa shouted arrogantly outside, "Carl, the house was indeed bought by you, but so what? Are you trying to drive me away?"

"You're a family, and I'm the only outsider."

I couldn't be bothered to argue with her. I pushed open the door of the study and saw my brother playing games inside.

"Landon, you've piled up my room. Where do I live?"

Landon took off his earphones and looked at me. He said, "Carl, you're back. Wait for me for a few minutes. The game will be over soon."

I stood there and watched as Landon finished the game. Then, he got up and walked over.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. It's all mother and my wife's fault. They always say that there are too many things at home and there is no place to put them, so they piled them up in your room."

"How about this? My wife and I will stay in a hotel for a few days, and you stay in our room."