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

narrowed my eyes for a

are joking,

"Nope."

and pulled the covers on top

tomorrow, right?"

preventing myself from thinking about

can it be?

Caroline" she sang and closed her eyes

out a cry and went

to

be

I'd been through worse.

a deal could a billionaire playboy be? ode I looked at my reflection in the mirror as the

white blouse and a black

was a borrowed

should probably start working longer shifts at the coffee shop, so I can

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

the corridor towards his office, my

Well no shit.

I wanted was someone shaking my hand

bumps should be

hand and knocked on the door,

"Ms.Stewart?"

turned around to the voice and found the guy from

Trent.

with a nerdy vibe owing to his

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

"Okay."

started, but then scratched the

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

gave him a little

you were supposed

lips pulled up into a

"So no grudges?"

let out

in a very comfortable waiting room? No, I

was cut short when someone cleared their

heads to

a few feet away from us,

seemed to be in a

him off on my very first day! A little help,

you to make

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

nervously

wondered if Mr.Sinclair treated all his employees

Andrews was

join you in my office,’

went inside his office, closing the door behind

is one scary

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