My Destitute Parents Turned Out to Be Top-Tier Tycoons?

Christmas Day. My parents, chasing triple pay, had left me alone at home again.

Thinking back to the last twenty years, how they always did this, I couldn't stand another cold, lonely Christmas all by myself.

So, I went looking for them.

To my surprise, my parents, who constantly preached about needing to earn more money, stepped out of a luxury car, arm-in-arm with a boy about my age, laughing and chatting as they headed into a five-star restaurant.

"Dad, Mom, is it really okay to leave Alex home alone like that?"

My mom just shrugged, dismissive. "It's fine. He's used to it."