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 for a

joking, aren't

"Nope."

jumped back on her bed and pulled

tomorrow, right?" she

preventing myself from

bad can it be?

Caroline" she sang and closed her

out a cry

far so I was going to skip a few classes this upcoming week to learn things at Sinclair

be

I'd been through worse.

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

was wearing a white blouse and

a borrowed outfit from

should probably start working longer shifts at the coffee shop, so I can buy a

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

nervously walked down the corridor towards his

Well no shit.

I wanted was someone

should be

breath, I lifted my hand and knocked on the door, but there was no

"Ms.Stewart?"

turned around to the voice and

Trent.

with a nerdy vibe owing to his

nice shade of platinum, going

to wait in his office.He will talk to you and after that, I'm

"Okay."

he started, but then scratched the back of his

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

him a

did what you were supposed to

up into

"So no grudges?"

this, I let out a

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

but it was cut short when someone

heads to the side and

a few feet away from us, a frown sitting

seemed to be in a shitty

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

make

me to gulp, "not stand here and chat with

nervously glancing at

treated

was so much

join you in my office,’

went inside his office, closing the

is one

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