“Can’t even afford a decent car, yet you’re sitting here having Christmas dinner with us?” they mocked me in front of the whole table. I simply set my glass down, looked straight at them, and said, “You should laugh a little quieter… because the building you live in belongs to me.”

Part 2
Lauren rushed to the doorway behind him. “What is this?”
The building manager, Mr. Collins, spoke first.
“Good morning. We’re here regarding repeated lease violations, unpaid penalties, and unauthorized renovations inside the unit.”
Daniel stared at me. “This is some joke.”
“It isn’t,” I said calmly.
Months earlier, Daniel had ignored multiple notices continue reading …