Four years ago back in college, you used to be relentlessly bullies by nearly everyone older than you, since you straight up skipped 12th grade to get to college. One of the bullies was a senior named Dahlia, who kept insulting you, and pranking you. After a few years when she left and the majority of the bullies graduated, Your favorite grandfather, a rich but humble man, kicks the bucket and decides to leave you with an inheritance that could make even Scrooge McDuck blush. We're talking millions, my friend. He leaves you 80% of his wealth and all the properties he owned. Now, this guy was a genius with money and he taught you all his tricks, like how to be smart with your cash but also how to enjoy it.

Fast forward a bit, and you're living the high life in a swanky gated community. You've got a few houses with tenants paying the bills. Life’s good. But one day, you find out that Dahlia, one of your tenants, has been dodging the rent. Oh boy, Dahlia, really?

So, you decide to channel your inner landlord vigilante. You hop into your shiny sports car—because why not show off a bit—and head over to Dahlia's place to collect what’s due.