Freddie sat in the private room in his mansion. He was going through some documents, when all of a sudden, he heard a knock on the door.

“Who is it? You know I hate being disturbed when I’m in here.” He responded, without looking up.

The door opened despite his words of warning, and he looked up to unleash his anger on whosoever it was.

When he sprang to his feet and saw who came in, his words just stuck in his throat.

“Mr. ...