Bad day at work? Try having someone steal your beloved hotel.

Oh, and the thief is your new billionaire boss.

Work hard and ye shall be rewarded…

Wrong.

The Maxine Hotel was supposed to be mine.

I invested my meager savings into the upkeep.

I slept in a freezing-cold attic like Cinderella but with way more emotional eating.

I dealt with entitled guests and feral children on a daily basis.

Then Mike Svensson swaggers in with his billions and his bad attitude, steals the hotel from me, and starts bossing me around like he owns the place.