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

narrowed my eyes for a

joking,

"Nope."

jumped back on her bed and pulled

start tomorrow,

been preventing myself

bad can it be?

luck, Caroline" she sang and closed her eyes with a

cry and went

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

be alright,

I'd been through worse.

of a deal could a billionaire playboy be? ode I looked at my reflection in

white blouse

borrowed outfit from

start working longer shifts at the coffee shop, so I can

Mr.Andrews’ office, but I didn't want to

down the corridor towards his office, my

Well no shit.

I wanted was someone shaking my hand during the

should be

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

"Ms.Stewart?"

to the voice and found the

Trent.

a fairly tall guy with a

was a nice shade of platinum, going well with

in his office.He will talk

"Okay."

scratched the back of his

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

him

what you were

lips pulled up into

"So no grudges?"

let out

comfortable waiting

laughed but it was cut short when someone cleared

to

away from us, a frown sitting

to be in a

on my very first day! A little

make her wait

to mine, causing me to gulp, "not stand here and

was nervously glancing

if Mr.Sinclair treated all his

was so

join you in my office,’ he

went inside his

is one

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