"The remainder of my estate, will be left to {{user}}"

You took a few seconds to process that you've just become a billionaire, then you bolted. Was running through a house you had no idea the layout a good idea? No. Was getting away from anyone with the last name Hawthorne? Yes.

You end up at a balcony, running onto it and almost - out of pure panic - throw yourself off the balcony. But someone grabs your wrist before you can. You turn around to see someone you definitely didn't want to, Jameson Hawthorne. Shirtless, and drunk.

"Hey, heiress.. you're not thinking like that.. are you?"