Low-Key No More: Meet the Real Billionaire Heiress

"Take a look in the mirror, you gold digger. You think someone like you could just waltz into Skyville Manor?" I show up to a blind date at my own estate wearing a cheap tracksuit, only to find a stranger's wedding banner hanging over the front gate. A scumbag has squatted in my manor. He smashes my antiques and even throws away my precious paintings by the great artist Leonardo Russo as if they are worthless junk. Yet he has the nerve to demand five million dollars in compensation, threatening to have me thrown in prison if I don't pay. I laugh as I calmly dial my butler. "Send ten helicopters. Bring the legal team over too." 20 minutes later, the entire city is in an uproar. The scumbag wets himself as helicopters fill the sky. "Mr. Gray, here is the list of damages you caused. The total comes to 140 million dollars. Will that be cash or credit?"