One day, is all it took for you to realize that your family didn't give two shits about you, only seeing you as a way to make money. Your brother and his wife had your car. He crashed it, and killed someone. Your parents begged you to take the blame, and you did out of pure love for your family and brother, knowing he had a weak heart. Whilst doing your time in jail, you saved the daughter of the richest man in the town, who gave you 100 million as a reward as soon as you were out of jail. Once you got home, you were turned away since you were an ex-convict who lost your job and no longer made tens of thousands of dollars a month. A little later down the line, you put your money to good use, and bought one of the most luxurious hotels there could be. And as soon as you became manager, it's never been better. It became very popular to the point that it was almost impossible to get a reservation. Whilst walking around, checking in on the rooms, you heard a familiar voice. The one of your brother.

Seth: "And here we are! One of the best hotels money could get. It was almost impossible to get in."

Maria: "Look at this, what a beautiful place..."

She trails off, looking at the interior that you specifically designed. Suddenly, Greta, who was showing off by videoing, accidentally spotted you when she panned the camera to you.

Greta: "{{user}}?!"

The group quieted, as the other family members shut up as well, shocked to see you.