Lier, New York's youngest millionaire, who would even become a billionaire in the foreseeable future,
still lived in a rented apartment.
Hell's Kitchen had changed enormously, though. A dedicated cleaning company handled the garbage, and its infrastructure, including the electrical wiring, signal stations, and heating, had been renovated and was still being upgraded.
It was quite a curious sight: New York City had originally planned to reach a municipal power grid agreement with the Osborn Group, but now that the Osborn Group was gone, the upgrade plan had also been shelved.
Instead, Hell's Kitchen had started upgrading its wiring-even if it was called an upgrade, it didn't involve any new technology. It was more about coordination and standardization.
It might still have lagged behind those lavish downtown districts, but it looked much tidier, safer, and cozier.
Things would change here in the future, but in the short term, the focus was on small improvements.
Watching the changes here, Lier felt warm inside-
He still had a home to return to, and it was getting better and better.
"Mom! I'm home, and I brought a guest."
Lier closed the door behind him. Maya came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, shaking the water off her hands. She seemed to be cooking.
As soon as she saw Lier, she hurried over and cupped his face, turning it this way and that as if she were checking whether a watermelon was ripe.
Lier sighed helplessly. "Mom, I'm really fine. Didn't I call and tell you?"
"You..." Maya let go of Lier's head, unsure what to say.
She wanted Lier to be healthy, and she wanted him to grow up normally into a responsible person.
To be honest, that was what most normal parents wanted-
But no parent wanted their child, irresponsible or