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 acts bipolar

my eyes

joking,

"Nope."

her bed and pulled the covers on top

start tomorrow, right?" she

myself from

bad can it

Good luck, Caroline" she sang and closed her eyes with a

cry

I was going to skip a few classes

be

I'd been through worse.

looked at my reflection in the mirror as the elevator took me up to the devil's

wearing a white blouse and a

a borrowed outfit

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

want to give my new boss a chance to throw

down the corridor towards his

Well no shit.

someone shaking my hand

bumps should be considered

hand and knocked on the door, but

"Ms.Stewart?"

turned around to the voice and found

Trent.

a fairly tall guy with a nerdy vibe owing

nice shade of platinum, going well

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

"Okay."

then scratched the back of

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

him a little

what you were

lips pulled up

"So no grudges?"

let out a

in a very comfortable waiting room? No,

was cut short when someone cleared

turned our heads to the side

feet away from us, a frown

seemed to be in a shitty

to piss him off on my very

make

gulp, "not stand here and chat with

nervously glancing

I wondered if Mr.Sinclair treated all his

was so much

I'll join you in my office,’ he

twice, I nodded and went inside his

one scary

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