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

my eyes

joking, aren't

"Nope."

her bed and pulled the covers on top

tomorrow, right?" she

preventing myself from thinking about

can it

Good luck, Caroline" she sang and closed

out a cry

going to skip a few classes this

be alright,

I'd been through worse.

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

was wearing a white blouse and a

a borrowed outfit

probably start working longer shifts at the coffee

wear casuals at Mr.Andrews’ office, but I didn't want to give my new boss

down the corridor towards

Well no shit.

last thing I wanted was someone shaking my hand

should be considered

and

"Ms.Stewart?"

voice and found

Trent.

with a nerdy vibe owing to his huge black-rimmed

was a nice shade 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

"Okay."

but then scratched the back of his neck

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

gave him

what you

lips pulled up into a

"So no grudges?"

this, I let out a

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

laughed but it was cut short

heads to the side and found

from us, a frown sitting on

to be in

had to piss him off on my very first

to make her wait

causing me to gulp, "not stand here and

nervously glancing

if Mr.Sinclair treated all his

Andrews was

in my office,’ he

went inside his office,

is one scary

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