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

my eyes for a

are joking,

"Nope."

bed and pulled the covers on top

tomorrow, right?" she

myself

it be? I

sang and

cry and went to

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

be

I'd been through worse.

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

white blouse and a black

a borrowed outfit from

at the coffee

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

the corridor towards his

Well no shit.

wanted was someone shaking my

bumps should be

hand and knocked on the door, but there

"Ms.Stewart?"

voice

Trent.

was a fairly tall guy with a nerdy vibe owing to

was a nice shade of platinum, going well

will talk to you and after that, I'm

"Okay."

then scratched the back of

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

gave him a

what you were

up

"So no grudges?"

I let out a

very comfortable waiting room? No, I

but it was cut short when someone cleared their

turned our heads to

from us, a frown sitting

to be

piss him off on my very first

to make her wait in my

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

was nervously glancing at

if Mr.Sinclair treated

Andrews was so

you in my

twice, I nodded and went inside his office, closing the door behind

one scary

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