Novel & Cerita Rodrick Heffley Personality

Jade commented. “Exactly, and Roy has seen me grow up. He’d never take me seriously. But Rodrigo, fuck, he’s tough. He’s a genius in business. See how he’s grown FF in the last few years from zero to this million-dollar empire. He’s not afraid to call me out and kicks my ass each time I do something wrong. That’s the kind of person I want to mentor me. He’s a good guy, and I think we’ve become sort of friends, but considering how closed off he is, I doubt he’d ever accept it, much less acknowledge it.”

Almost. Roderick was definitely the total package: he had that handsome middle-aged vibe, still jogging every morning, with grey-brown hair that added a touch of dignity, and bright blue eyes that sparkled like he’d never worried about a bill in his life. His laughter was loud and infectious, the kind that turns heads, and he treated my mom like she was the best thing to ever happen to him. Honestly, if I didn’t know better, I’d think he was perfect for her. But that’s what made it sting so much—this perfect guy had somehow managed to raise the most unbearable person I knew. Rowan Harrigan.

“And you must be Miss Emma, I’m the packs Beta Rodrik.” He held out his hand as I nodded before missing the handshake completely, feeling my cheeks go red under his gaze. Why was I always so clumsy? I hated it, I wanted to be aggressive like Sera. She never embarrassed herself. Maybe that was one of the perks of being a wolf? Rodrik smiled warmly at me before patting me on the head. “You are a cute one, how old are you?”

But I couldn’t tell who had said it. Roderick growled lowly in warning, and these she-wolves have no idea what’s about to happen to them. I was known to be ruthless in fights, but Roderick was exactly the same way. He was just more efficient in his actions. He preferred to go straight for the jugular and end them quickly. His motto was You never know when someone else will attack.

These were slits of annoyance not one of calculation. "Are you dissing your Beta Rodrick?" Eli tries to sound tough and stern but a yawn made the threat sound a bit weak. Okay, a lot weak. It was almost amusing. No, it was amusing. Rodrick smiled, straightening his back as he gives Eli a lopsided smile. "Me? No, I would never!" He mocked. "But as I recall, from even as a young boy, you were always the slowest of them all." He continued to jest at Eli.

“Hmph. I knew it! What an odd guy. Next time I see him, I'll punch him. Our abilities are better. We can do math and fight well. How is being a prankster going to help him become an Elite?” Ponjie snickered and Fruto nodded. The senior they met is also a weird one. Roy is not credible at all.

he said again. “Roderick” I whispered, my voice squeaky and barely audible. Roderick stared at me for a few more seconds, both our eyes connecting as we gawked at each other. The only thoughts I could process was how ill and old he looked. He didn’t look like a seventeen year old boy, he looked like an extremely stressed man. Roderick broke the gaze first before he turned to eye up Brody. “You’re Alli’s mate?” he asked, a tone of disgust in his voice. Brody noticed that too and growled at him.

I shot back. He dragged a hand through his hair, frustration evident in every movement. "Do you even know what Rodrigo is really like?" he asked, his voice lower now, like he was trying to tread carefully. I scoffed, crossing my arms. "He’s in the mafia, just like you." My words came out harsher than I intended, but I didn’t care. "He traffics hard drugs, but does it really matter?" I took a step closer, my heart racing. "If that’s what you want to tell me, then sorry to disappoint you. I’m already aware, and guess what? I don’t give a fuck."

I said, and caught Rodri brightless eyes on me, he proceeded to the door and I ran to meet him, holding him at the wrist, his lovely colorful eyes are now dimmed. “It's after 6” He said slowly, tricking me, I know the time isn't the problem, but I played along anyway. “Let me drive you home” I suggested and he shrugged it off, and walked out, into the elevator. “You think I don't know why you are like this”? I said, loud enough to catch his attention and he froze, I stood before my C300, and only moved closer when I saw his shoulder soften. “I am my own person, not my parents, Rodri”

“Oh, he pushed it. He just did it in my office.” “Is he that much of a dick?” Seith blurted. “And then some,” Victor murmured, but didn’t make eye contact with any of us. He paused to dab his napkin on his lips, before looking up at us. All eyes at the table, except for Ophelia’s, were on him. “I’ll not pretend to play nice. Rodgrick hasn’t changed. He’s been a thorn for over a century and he’s not planning on stopping. He found a way in, and he’s not going to let it go now.”