Money meant nothing to a Satan, but Lucifer was truly wealthy, and he was skilled at wielding the power of money.
There were many ways to manipulate humans, and tempting them with wealth was one of demons' specialties. Whenever someone proposed a deal to a demon in Hell, wanting to trade their soul for money, every demon who heard it immediately realized they had found another fool.
Whether gold, silver, jewels, banknotes, or bonds, such things were only useful in human society. Souls, on the other hand, were currency accepted throughout the universe.
Besides, once a person had completely sold their soul to a demon, or suddenly died one day, that wealth would return to the demons' hands anyway.
After all, selling high and buying low was common sense. Whenever they lacked human currency, they would find wealthy people who were gravely ill and near death, offering them another deal—something like one hundred million US Dollars for one day of life.
It usually worked. Those humans who feared death would gladly trade their entire fortunes for a few more days of lingering existence.
They bought a batch of banknotes cheaply, used a little magic or trickery to keep the Trader alive long enough to complete the deal, then sold those banknotes to young people at outrageously high prices in exchange for souls. That was how profits were made.
That was the sort of business demons did. The more fools there were, the better.
In short, Lucifer had no home of his own. Or rather, his home was in Hell, or in that Heaven he could no longer return to.
When he lived in Los Angeles, he had long rented out the presidential suite on the top floor of a hotel and happily lived there. He had indeed abandoned Hell, but