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During the New Year's holiday, my parents once again left me alone at home to chase after their bonuses.
I felt sorry for them working overtime, so I took Christmas cookies to accompany them.
But my parents got out of the luxury car, hugged a boy of my age.
And went to a five-star hotel, talking and laughing.
"Mom, Dad, is it okay to leave Vivienne alone at home?"
My mom casually replied, "It's fine, she's used to it."
My dad added dismissively, "She can't compare to you. You're our precious one!"
I turned and left.
They've been deceiving me by pretending to be poor.
This time, I don't care for their company either!

Affluent Parents Pretending to be Poor

I won't regret it. If three years ago, they had shown even a hint of kindness or sincerity towards me, I wouldn't have given up.


But now I know that everything was because of some vague fortune teller's prediction.


Because of one casual remark from a psychic, they treated me like that.


I don't know if the psychic had said one more word, would I have even survived? I almost got sent away back then. Thinking about it, I just can't forgive them.


So after Professor Frost submitted my name, I immediately went into work mode. Before leaving, I didn't tell anyone except Professor Frost and a few close senior classmates.


Chapter 8