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 acts bipolar

my eyes

joking, aren't

"Nope."

bed and pulled the

start tomorrow, right?" she

preventing myself from thinking

bad can it be?

she sang and closed her

cry and went to

to skip a few classes

gonna be

I'd been through worse.

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

was wearing a white blouse

borrowed

working longer shifts at the coffee

didn't want to give my new boss

the corridor

Well no shit.

was someone shaking my hand during

bumps should

lifted my hand and knocked

"Ms.Stewart?"

to the voice and found the guy from

Trent.

guy with a nerdy vibe owing to his huge black-rimmed

a nice shade of platinum, going well with his

his office.He will talk to you

"Okay."

scratched the

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

him

did what you were

up

"So no grudges?"

let

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

cut short when someone cleared

our heads to the side and

away from us, a frown sitting

to be

very first day! A little help, my

told you to make

gulp, "not stand

was nervously

treated all his employees

Andrews was so much

I'll join you in my office,’ he

and went inside his office, closing the

is one

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