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."

back on her bed and pulled the

start tomorrow, right?"

preventing myself

can it be?

she sang and

let out a cry

in my courses so far so I was going to skip a few classes this

be

I'd been through worse.

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

was wearing a white blouse and

was a borrowed outfit from

the coffee shop, so I can buy a few business

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

corridor towards

Well no shit.

was someone shaking my hand

should be considered

lifted my hand and knocked on the

"Ms.Stewart?"

voice and found the guy

Trent.

tall guy with a

of platinum, going

to wait in his office.He will talk to

"Okay."

he started, but then scratched the back

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

gave him a little

what you

pulled up into

"So no grudges?"

let out a

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

it was cut short when someone cleared their

to

away from us, a frown sitting on

seemed to be in

my very

you to make her

gulp, "not

was nervously glancing

wondered if Mr.Sinclair treated all his

was so

I'll join you in my office,’

I nodded and went inside his office,

is one scary

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