My Billionaire Parents' Cruelty: My Path to Freedom

On the first day of my senior year of high school, I found my student ID card had no money on it. Meanwhile, my billionaire parents had already jetted off to Switzerland for a vacation with my cousin.

I carefully called them to ask:

"Mom, didn't we agree that I'd get my living expenses if I worked at our family's factory over the summer?"

She sneered at me, "You ungrateful wretch, do you even have the nerve to ask for money? You made money and didn't even think to buy us a gift. If I don't teach you a lesson this time, you'll be absolutely useless!"