After being reborn, I made my greedy uncle kneel down and beg for mercy

Summary

My mom, always so serene and detached, often said her biggest regret was marrying my nouveau riche dad. When they divorced, I chose my elegant, seemingly non-materialistic mom.

Turns out, “elegant” meant I got scolded for eating well, slapped for wearing nice clothes, and berated for wanting my room back from my mooching aunt, uncle, and cousin. "Just like your low-class father," she’d sneer, "obsessed with material possessions. Disgusting!"

Later, when my uncle racked up massive gambling debt