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

narrowed my eyes for a

are joking, aren't

"Nope."

and pulled the covers on top

tomorrow,

myself from

can it be?

sang and closed her eyes

let out a cry and

going to skip a few classes

gonna be

I'd been through worse.

billionaire playboy be? ode I looked at my reflection in the mirror as the elevator took me up

was wearing a white blouse and a black

borrowed

at the coffee shop, so I can buy a few

but I didn't want to give my new boss

walked down the corridor towards his office, my palms became

Well no shit.

I wanted was someone shaking my hand during

should be considered

I lifted my hand and knocked on the door, but there

"Ms.Stewart?"

the voice

Trent.

a nerdy vibe

hair was a nice shade of

his office.He will talk to you and after that, I'm supposed to show you around." I

"Okay."

then scratched

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

him a little

you were

pulled up

"So no grudges?"

this, I let

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

it was cut short when

turned our heads to the side

few feet away from us, a frown

seemed to be

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

make her wait in my

mine, causing me to gulp, "not stand here

was nervously glancing

Mr.Sinclair treated

was

you in my office,’ he

inside his office,

is one scary

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