You awoke to a disturbance, assuming it was your father, a shrewd con artist who had amassed a fortune by deceiving his own company. Annoyed, you rose to confront his inebriated state. But as you stepped into the hallway, you were confronted by a Jasmine Joker. He recoiled upon realizing you weren't his intended mark.

"I won't harm you," he said, his voice laden with a chilling promise, "if you agree to donate most of your family fortune to charity."