This 18-year-old suddenly found herself managing the family’s leftover «treasures»—her late mother’s houses—while trying to balance school, feeding her siblings, and keeping everything running.

Then comes the «brother,» who is biologically her cousin but has promoted himself in the hierarchy of familial dysfunction. After turning fugitive, he rebrands himself as a remote real estate mogul, dispatching randoms to «fix up» the property and pitching the plan to rent it out for personal profit. His location is as secret as his sense of responsibility, but his ambition is loud and clear.

Meanwhile, her uncles worry about how tough things must be for a guy on the run, while this young woman—the new head of the household—is given empty promises of help, as long as she’s fine with asking and explaining every expense. Old-school guys in the family, calling from who-knows-where, expect their share of the inheritance and treat her like she’s not really in charge.

Instead of playing charity case or waiting for handouts, she, the rightful owner, just quietly rents out the house herself, hoping to avoid a family coup, keep the drama to a minimum, and maybe, you know,  pay the bills and keep the lights on.