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

joking, aren't

"Nope."

back on her bed and pulled the covers on

start tomorrow, right?"

myself from thinking

bad can it

luck, Caroline" she sang and

let out a cry and went

was going to skip a few

gonna be alright,

I'd been through worse.

billionaire playboy be? ode I looked at my reflection in the mirror as the elevator

a white blouse and a black pencil

a borrowed

working longer shifts at the coffee shop,

Mr.Andrews’ office, but I didn't want

down the corridor towards

Well no shit.

I wanted was someone shaking

bumps should be

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

"Ms.Stewart?"

turned around to the voice and found

Trent.

a fairly tall guy with a nerdy vibe owing to his

hair was a nice shade of platinum, going well with his

his office.He will talk to you and after that, I'm supposed to show

"Okay."

scratched the back of

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

gave him a

you were

up into

"So no grudges?"

let out a

comfortable waiting room? No, I think

laughed but it was cut short when someone cleared their

our heads to the side and found

feet away from us, a

to be in

off on my very first

make

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

nervously glancing

Mr.Sinclair treated all his employees

was

you in my office,’

inside his office, closing the door

is one

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