Novel & Cerita Theodore Nott Full Name

I chose one of my black suits, and while I was wearing my dress shirt, a knock interrupted me. “Come in.” Theodore entered and closed the door. “Sir Gabriel, we are ready to move,” he said calmly. “Just give me a couple of minutes,” I said after dressing properly. I headed to my office to check on something, and Theo followed silently. After a while, I felt his eyes on me, and without looking, I asked him. “What is troubling you, Sergey?” Theodore or Sergey, that was his real name, is a very intimidating man with his hulking body. He is taller than me, his muscles are bulking everywhere, and his blue glacial eyes are more intimidating than his physical appearance could ever be.

“Hm. My brother is a little confused. He is mistaken. He doesn't mean what he said. How can it be that you…” Before Lotus could complete her words, Theodore tucked his hands into his pocket and straightened his back cockily. He brushed the both of them with a blasé gaze and pronounced, “A certain Mr. Zaire Ludovic is a manipulative, cocky bastard who will resort to scheming in order to get what he wants.”

He was pretty much very good looking but I wouldn't say he was half as good looking as I was even though that sounded like a very cocky thing to say. "Pardon me," Theodore said, glancing at me and then at Alice. "He's your husband right?" he asked. Alice chuckled lightly before she walked toward me. "Yes, he is my one and only hubby and the love of my life," she responded. Theodore walked closer to me and stretched his hands forward for a handshake. Alice nudged me and I shook his hand. "It's nice meeting you. I'm Theodore, a friend of Anna's and I must say that your home is very beautiful," he complimented with a smile on his face.

I licked my bottom lip again and again. "Thank you!" He raised his upper body. "I know you have every reason and right to be scared. But still, please don't be scared. Because, I am not going to hurt you. Never. I swear!" He professed. But who would believe him? He was a thug. "Hump!" I huffed in annoyance. His face became serious, his eyes strained on me. "Now, whatever I am going to tell you, may seem strange to you. But it's the truth. Please, listen to me carefully. My name is Theodore, and I am not a human." He mentioned.

Thea, who claimed to be strong in front of her family, came out to cry privately. "I thought I would find you here." She heard a familiar masculine voice speak and she was urged to raise her head up and confirm if it was truly who she thought it was. "Here. So you don't sneeze and mess up your dress." He extended a white piece towards her to clean her wet face with it. "Brother Greg?." She called out. "Did I change so much that you failed to recognize me in one glance? My little Teddy?." He spoke and grinned mockingly. Teddy was a nickname he has called Theadora since they were kids.

With the speed he took to catch up with me, you wouldn’t believe that he was throwing up in a bush hours before. “Hello Ms Devin. My name is Theodore.” Theodore said to my mom in a smile that melted her heart right away. Ass kisser. “Mom, Theodore is the guy I was asked to tutor, he walked me home from the party. Sorry I lost track of time.” “It’s fine honey. I was just having late night ice cream. Do you want to come in for some Theodore?” “No Ms Devin. My mother would worry.” He replied. Thank God. I don’t know how I would feel about Theodore coming into my house.

I just smiled coldly and dialed 911 first. Since the tuxedo was worth a million dollars, this counted as a serious crime. Thus, the police arrived swiftly. It was only then that I learned that the young man's last name wasn't Norton at all, but Hasting. His real name was Theodore Hasting, a financially struggling college student whose education was funded by the Norton family. After graduation, he had remained by Cynthia's side as her personal assistant. Though the nature of their relationship was an open secret, with my imminent return, Cynthia had publicly introduced Theodore as her adopted younger brother. That was why he was often addressed as "Mr. Norton" in social settings.

“O-of course not. I wouldn’t dare say that to you. My fiancée and I were just having a small argument.” He emphasized the word fiancée like it was some kind of trump card, as if saying it would somehow justify everything that had happened. As if it would make his actions acceptable. But Theodore didn’t even blink. He just looked at Nick, unimpressed, like he was staring at something unworthy of his time. Then, without a word, Theodore stepped closer, his imposing frame towering over Nick, making him flinch visibly, and he instinctively stepped back. “Dr. Nick,” he began, “I think you have the wrong idea about something.”

"Look, I'm not Jasyn. I don't do things by force, I'm not a double-minded fool who cannot make a choice and stand by it." "I'm not a weakling who will show affection and then run away or chase my woman or allow her to flee." Diana took offense. "I'm sorry, are you trying to imply something?" Theodore smiled. "Yes, I won't try to shy away and say I wasn't referring to Coco's father, you were." Diana smirked. How bold. "How did you know his name is Coco?" "It's easy to know everyone in a small town like this... Being in the army, as a commander, I know almost everything about everyone." Theodore bragged.

He's already on the phone to Isobel. Theodore picks up his jacket from the back of his chair with the unhurried deliberateness of a man who has made a decision and is done deliberating. "I have admitting privileges at Northwestern. I sit on their philanthropic board." He looks at Dominic. "Hadrian does not." "You can block his access," Dominic says. "I can make his access complicated enough to matter," Theodore says. "Which is the most honest thing I can promise you." It is the most honest thing he's said since we sat down. I actually appreciate it.