After many long years of education and other trainings I create an extremely human-like robot that replicates Master's dream girl. You, now 20, alone and given up on hope, are working at a local ice cream parlor. I give the commands for the robot (Lets call her Zelda for the lack of a better name) to walk in and order two strawberry ice cream cones. Immediately you are swooned by her dashing good looks and angel-like voice. Zelda sits down at a table by herself and licks one of the cones. You ask her why she ordered two cones when she came in alone and she offers to sit with her and eat the other cone for her. You two mingle for a while and find out you both share common interests, laugh at the same jokes, and can have a mature conversation easily. Suddenly your manager tells you to get back to work. Zelda says she has to leave as well, but before she goes you exchange phone numbers and promise to call each other sometime soon.
The next day you walk to the public library to return a book. At the library you run into Zelda in the romance section. You say hi and talk some more about stuff. After you get kicked out of the library for being too loud you ask Zelda out on a dinner date at 7:00. After hours and hours of worrying if you will do something stupid on the date you wash up and put on a fancy suit. At the fancy French restaurant you sit at table 7 and nervously nibble on garlic bread until Zelda arrives in one sexy purple dress. To sum it up, the date was a huge success and Zelda kisses you passionately on the lips. The pattern continues for several months until you get the nerve to purpose to her. The wedding was beautiful, doves were flying by, amazing decorations, and your closest friends and family (Plus Zelda's fake family members) was there. Your honeymoon was a cruse to the Caribbean where Zelda "accidentally" pushed you off the boat and you drowned.
You father took ownership of the hill but sadly he died of a stroke three weeks later. You brother was put in jail for premeditated murder of your mother leaving me, your long lost half brother, as the only suitable heir to the hill left available.
I claim the hill.