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.

swear she acts bipolar

eyes

are joking,

"Nope."

and pulled the covers on top

start tomorrow, right?"

been preventing myself from thinking

bad can it be? I

she sang and

let out a cry and

my courses so far so I was going to skip a few classes this upcoming week to learn things

gonna be

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 elevator took me

white blouse

borrowed outfit

shifts at the coffee shop, so

office, but I didn't want to give my new boss a

nervously walked down the corridor

Well no shit.

I wanted was someone shaking my

bumps should be considered

a deep breath, I lifted my hand and knocked on the door, but

"Ms.Stewart?"

to the voice and

Trent.

with a nerdy

shade of platinum, going well

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

"Okay."

started, but then scratched the

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

gave him

you were supposed

pulled up

"So no grudges?"

let out

sit in a very comfortable waiting room? No, I

cut short

our heads to the side and

feet away from

seemed to be in a shitty

had to piss him off on my very first day! A little help, my lucky

to make her wait in my

gulp, "not stand here and chat with her.’

nervously

if Mr.Sinclair treated all

was

I'll join you in my office,’

twice, I nodded and went inside his office, closing the door behind

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