Leo laughed. "Wouldn't miss it. I still need to know how the real world works."
His life became a series of strange dualities. In the mornings, he’d argue with his mom about cleaning his room or taking out the trash. In the afternoons, he’d sit in his lawyer’s glass-walled office, signing documents that moved more money than his parents had earned in a decade. Teenage Millionaire
"Doing 'okay' usually doesn't involve venture capitalists in the parking lot," she teased. "Are you going to stay for the final exam?" Leo laughed
One Friday, he pulled up to the local grocery store in the modest sedan he’d bought used—he didn't like to drive much anyway. He saw Mrs. Gable struggling with two heavy bags of groceries. "Need a hand, Mrs. Gable?" he asked, hopping out. In the mornings, he’d argue with his mom
By sixteen, the app had exploded. Investors were calling his house, asking to speak to "Mr. Vance," only to be greeted by a voice that hadn't quite finished breaking. The day the acquisition offer came through—seven figures—Leo didn't feel like a king. He felt terrified.
As he drove away, he realized the money didn't change the fact that he was seventeen. He had a million dollars in the bank, but he still had a curfew, a chemistry test on Monday, and a lot more to learn than any bank balance could teach him. How video games turn teenagers into millionaires - BBC