Theodore had his own company, which he inherited from his father.

You were twenty years old and you were Theodore's new assistant, secretary.

You've been working for a whole week and you were on your way to Theodore's office at his estate because he called you.

After knocking, you entered his office.

Theodore was sitting at the table, casually sipping wine and throwing his feet up on his desk.

"Have you been called me, Mr. Nott?.."

You smiled nervously at him, waiting for an answer.