All Chapters of Get Rid of My Toxic Dad in My Second Life: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

"You don't have to return to the company after getting the money, Natalie. Head straight to the construction site in the afternoon to pay the workers." My boss stuffed a bank card into my hand. Only then did I feel like I'd truly been reborn.In my past life, I'd gone to the bank to withdraw 20 thousand dollars after leaving the company. I'd headed home after that, afraid that I would lose the money before paying the construction workers. I'd locked the money in my bedroom before leaving the house, thinking of buying envelopes in which to put the workers' pay.I hadn't expected Dad to take the money during the hour I was gone. He lent it to our next-door neighbor so they could buy a house. I'd wanted to get the money back, but Dad had stopped me. "What do you think you're doing? How can you ask someone to return the money when it's already been lent? How do you expect us to be friendly from now on?"I'd been furious. "That's my company's money that you lent to someone else—this is

"Do you think you're a big deal just because you're an accountant? You need to help others when I tell you to! What was with all that crap?" Dad shouted while pointing at me. "Do you know how hard it is for me to keep a good relationship with others? You ruined everything with a single sentence! I already promised Mr. Lawson I would help him. You have to tidy those accounts for him!"I held my head high. "I won't do it. Anyone else who's interested can take it on! He wants me to falsify his accounts. I'll get arrested if the authorities find out!""Do you think it's that easy for them to catch you? You're just lazy!" Dad rolled up his sleeves and raised a hand, wanting to hit me again.Just then, someone opened the front door, and Mom and Sean came in. I ran to them and hid behind Mom, but she pushed me forward when she saw how menacing Dad looked. "Just let him hit you since you've pissed him off again. Don't drag me into this!"Mom and Sean would always stay out of Dad's hair

Dad said, "I took out a loan. The monthly repayment is 3,000 dollars, so the loan will be repaid in six months.""What? 3,000 thousand dollars?" Mom was stunned. "Where the hell are we going to get that sort of money every month?"Dad got 1,000 dollars from his monthly pension; Mom and Sean could barely squeeze out 2,000 dollars from their salaries after deducting all the necessary expenses. They wouldn't be able to repay the loan unless they went without food and drinks.Dad chuckled. "I have a friend who's recommended a good job to me. He said the retired founder of a big company needs a caretaker; he's willing to pay this amount per month." He held up five fingers."What sort of caretaker would be worth paying 5,000 dollars a month? How could there be a such a good deal?" Mom wasn't completely fooled.Dad's expression became smug again. "This is where your lack of networking proves that you're a fool. If not for me networking and building relationships with these people, no one

I could help if Dad wanted to sell his properties. He had two under his name—one had been given to him as one of the benefits offered by his previous company, and the other was one he'd gotten after Grandpa and Grandma's old house had been demolished for development.The two were worth about 1.5 million dollars. They were in good locations, so it didn't take long to sell them. When I pulled out the bank card for the account with the money inside, Dad ordered me to pay his medical bills and pay off the car loan.Just then, Mom ran to me and snatched the card from me. "You can't do that! Sean's still behind bars—I need this money to save him!"Only then did I realize Mom had been trying to get people to save Sean from jail. She'd pulled all the strings at her disposal, finally getting someone to agree to get him out for a million dollars.Dad had already learned his lesson when it came to pulling strings and connections. He frowned and said, "There can't be something like a good deal