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

narrowed my eyes for a

are joking, aren't

"Nope."

jumped back on her bed and

tomorrow, right?"

preventing myself from thinking about

bad can it

and closed her eyes with

cry and

far so I was going to

gonna be alright,

I'd been through worse.

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

blouse and a black

was a borrowed outfit

longer shifts at the coffee shop, so I can buy

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

walked down the corridor towards his office, my palms

Well no shit.

someone shaking

should be

hand and knocked on the door, but there was no

"Ms.Stewart?"

the voice and found

Trent.

fairly tall guy with a nerdy vibe owing to his huge black-rimmed

of platinum,

minutes.You're asked to wait in his office.He will talk to you and

"Okay."

scratched the back of his neck

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

him

what you were supposed to

pulled up into

"So no grudges?"

I let out a

very comfortable

was cut short

to the side

standing a few feet away from us, a frown sitting

to be in

him off on my very first day! A

you to make her

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

nervously glancing at

if Mr.Sinclair treated

was

you in my office,’ he

inside

is one

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