Billionaire Nick

Chapter 3.1 : Can't Count

"He did what?" Rebekah gasped.

I looked down at my hands in slight mortification.

I haven't felt this weak in a long time.

Nick Sinclair had made me feel so powerless when he'd effortlessly made me agree to work for him—by blackmailing me.

He was a fiend straight from hell.

"I'm going to teach that manwhore some manners."

Rebekah was suddenly rolling her sleeves up and reaching for her phone, which was lying on the nightstand.

I quickly took the phone out of her reach.

"What are you doing, Rebekah?"

"What do you think?" she snapped.

"He can't just manipulate people like that. Okay! His own employees, fine! But my friend? NO!" I sighed.

"And what was my dimwit for a brother doing there?"

She gritted her teeth.

"Mr.Andrews tried his best, Rebekah.In fact, if Nick Sinclair had called the cops, I'd be the one in trouble.Maybe that's why he didn't say much."

She frowned.

"That jerk! I've always hated Nick's guts, she snapped, but when she tried to snatch her phone I hid it behind me.

"Give me my phone, Caroline."

"No, you don’t understand, Reb.

If you call him and he gets mad, he'll somehow find a way to take it out on me.

I'll be his secretary until Penny recovers and I don't wanna find out what a person like him can do’ She was silent for a few moments and then she let out a frustrated groan.

"Fine! But if he does anything again, you tell me, okay? Not stupid Blake, not your aunt in a town far, far away..."

I let out a chuckle at that.

"I'm serious, Care."

She tried to keep a straight face but a smile formed on her lips.

"What's your beef with Sinclair anyway?" I asked.

Her eyes literally rolled to the back of her head at that.

"Let's just say that he is a cocky bastard who thinks he can have every fucking woman in this world"

I blinked at her.

"Which is why I'll be keeping my fingers crossed for you."

She burst out laughing.

she

my eyes

are joking, aren't

"Nope."

on her bed and

tomorrow, right?"

had been preventing myself from thinking about

it be?

sang and

let out a cry and

high marks in my courses so far so I was going to skip a

gonna be alright,

I'd been through worse.

big of a deal could a billionaire playboy be? ode I looked at my reflection in the mirror as the

blouse and a black pencil

borrowed outfit from

at the coffee shop, so I can buy a

could wear casuals at Mr.Andrews’ office, but I didn't want

walked down the corridor towards

Well no shit.

someone shaking my hand during the

bumps should be considered

lifted my hand and

"Ms.Stewart?"

turned around to the voice and found the guy from

Trent.

with a nerdy vibe owing

of platinum,

a few minutes.You're asked to wait in his office.He will talk to you and after that, I'm supposed to

"Okay."

he started, but then scratched

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

gave him

what you

pulled up into a

"So no grudges?"

I let out a

making me sit in a very comfortable waiting room? No, I think I'm

cut short when someone cleared

our heads to the side

away from us,

seemed to be in a shitty

God! Someone just had to piss him off on my very first day! A little help, my lucky stars? "Mr.Sinclair’'

to make her

me to gulp, "not stand here and

nervously

treated all

Andrews was so much

join you in

went inside his office, closing the door behind

one scary

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