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

my eyes for a

are joking, aren't

"Nope."

on her bed and pulled the

tomorrow, right?"

been preventing myself from

it be? I

and closed her eyes with

cry

had high marks in my courses so far so I was going to skip a few classes this upcoming week to

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

was wearing a white blouse and a black pencil

was a borrowed

coffee shop,

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

down the corridor towards his office, my palms

Well no shit.

wanted was someone shaking my hand during

should be

breath, I lifted my hand and knocked on the door, but there

"Ms.Stewart?"

around to the voice and found the

Trent.

was a fairly tall guy with a

nice shade of platinum, going well with his olive

will talk to you and after

"Okay."

started, but then scratched

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

gave him

you were supposed to

up

"So no grudges?"

this, I let

a very comfortable waiting room? No,

cut short when

our heads to the

few feet away from us, a frown sitting

to be in a

my very first day! A little help, my

told you to make her wait in

causing me to gulp, "not stand here and

was nervously glancing

Mr.Sinclair treated all his

Andrews was so

I'll join you in my office,’ he

nodded and went inside his office, closing the door

is one scary

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