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

narrowed my eyes for a

joking, aren't

"Nope."

and pulled the covers on top

tomorrow, right?" she

preventing myself from thinking

bad can it be? I

luck, Caroline" she sang and closed her eyes

a cry and went to

far so I was going to skip a

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

was wearing a white blouse

was a borrowed outfit

shifts at the coffee shop, so I can buy

want to give my

corridor towards his office, my palms became

Well no shit.

someone shaking

should be considered

I lifted my hand and knocked on

"Ms.Stewart?"

around to the voice and found the guy from

Trent.

guy with a nerdy

of platinum, going well with

be 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

"Okay."

then scratched the back of his neck

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

him a little

did what you were supposed

pulled up

"So no grudges?"

let out

very comfortable waiting room? No, I think I'm

laughed but it was cut short when

to the side and

standing a few feet away from

to be in

piss him off on my very first day! A

make

gaze snapped to mine, causing me to gulp, "not stand here and chat with her.’

was nervously glancing

I wondered if Mr.Sinclair treated all his

was so

you in my office,’

inside his office, closing the

one scary

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