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 bipolar

narrowed my eyes

joking,

"Nope."

jumped back on her bed and pulled the

start tomorrow, right?" she

had been preventing myself

can it

and closed her eyes

cry and

I was going to skip a few classes

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

a white blouse and

was a borrowed

should probably start working longer shifts at the coffee shop, so I can buy a few business

but I didn't want

I nervously walked down the corridor towards

Well no shit.

thing I wanted was someone shaking

bumps should

a deep breath, I lifted my hand and knocked on the door, but

"Ms.Stewart?"

to the voice and found

Trent.

a fairly tall guy with a nerdy vibe owing

hair was a nice shade of

minutes.You're asked to wait in his office.He will talk to you and after that, I'm

"Okay."

started, but then scratched the back of

"—I'm sorry about yesterday.’

"Oh, that's okay."

gave him a

you were supposed to

lips pulled up into

"So no grudges?"

this, I let

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

but it was cut short when

our heads to

a few feet away from

seemed to be in a shitty

God! Someone just had to piss him off on my very first

you to make her wait in

to gulp, "not stand here

was nervously glancing

Mr.Sinclair treated all his

was so much

in

twice, I nodded and went inside his office,

is one

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