"Why that was fantastic meal!" Mr Fredical applauded. Sebastian had made them Craftsteak's Wagyu Ribeye Steak, costing Mortis thousands. "You never fail to please Mortis Locomotive!" he beamed. "Please, it was all due to my butler, Sebastian" Mortis smiled, lifting her hand up to Sebastian. He smiled, while placing a hand on his chest saying "your too kind Mortis."

"So down to the business proposal I have for you" she started. "I have looked through it and I find it amazing. All I need is forty seven thousand pounds for the investment and then we will be making millions. Trust me miss Locomotive." "Well of course I trust you. I intrusted you will all my gyms and may I say you've done a fantastic job of it" she smiled as Sebastian poured them tea. "Please give me the rest of the dinner to decide if I give you the deposit" she asked. "Yes miss Locomotive." "Please, just Mortis will be fine" she insisted. Mr Fredical nodded.

Mortis looked up at Sebastian and said "the pudding you prepared please, Sebastian." Sebastian came in with two bowls of chocolate mousse. "I hope you enjoy it Mr Fridical. It's my own special recipe" he smiled. "It looks exquisite" Mr Fredical beamed. Halfway through dessert he asked "may I be excused. I must check in with my assistant?" "be my guest. I have terrible mobile signal here, please use the phone in my office" Mortis suggested.

When he left, Mortis cut her smile. "Mortis are you alright?" Sebastian asked. "Those plans you gave me this morning. I found out all my gyms had been sold. Mr Fredical was the one behind it. Sebastian. Do what you do best" Mortis ordered. "Yes Mortis" he said as his eyes glowed demon red.

"Yes all the gyms have been sold. That seventy million in our back pocket. All we need now it scround as much as we can from the brat!"

When he finished his phone call Sebastian was directly behind him. "Sorry sir. We need to press on with the business" he said. "Where is miss Locomotive?" he asked. Sebastian's eyes glowed red. "Oh I'm right here" she echoes through the room. "When I hired you, you must have wondered what happened to my previous business partners, who chose to sell my business behind my back?"

Mr Fredical started to panick. "No it wasn't me!" he screamed. "It's useless to lie. We have it all on paper." Mr Fredical turned around to find Mortis sitting on her desk, looking amused. He screamed "I'm sorry, please forgive me. I will give you the money we made on your gyms so you can reopen them!" "No. There's no need for that. When we signed the contract of the work business, it seems that if you were to pass on to the afterlife, I get all your money" she laughed. Mr Fredical stared wide eyes and screamed "I would never sign something like that!"
Mortis leaned over to her desk draw and brought the contract out that Mr Fredical and Mortis had signed. As he read it Mortis continued and Sebastian was there as a witness to it all Mr Fredical. So what do you believe is the best course of action for this situation?" she smirked. He looked up from the papers and stared at her. "You're a demon!" he raged. She laughed and said "oh I'm not the demon her. And surprising not even you are the demon here."

Sebastian tapped his shoulder with a smile. Mr Fredical tuned around in fear. "Mr fredical allow me to introduce you to Sebastian Michaelis my demon butler!" The last thing Mr Fredical ever did was scream for his life. But it was all in vein.