I have a sister?

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. Freddie, it’s been years. How are you today?” He asked and walked in majestically.

“Mr. Hopper?” Freddie responded with great shock.

“Why do you sound so shocked? I told you I’ll pay you a visit one day. You can’t expect me to just forget I have a daughter somewhere. Can I sit?” Hopper asked, walking to the single seater in the office and sitting before Freddie could say “Yes”.

“But… Why didn’t you tell me you will be paying me a visit? I would have made more preparations.” Freddie said nervously, rubbing his palm on his thighs.

“Well, I never thought I woul