Billionaire Nick
Chapter 3.2 : Can't Count
A frown formed on his lips as he walked behind his desk and sat in the chair.
I shifted in my position to face him squarely, so he wouldn't see the torn material at the back of my blouse.
All I had to do was get to the bathroom and come up with a solution to fix the shirt.
And if my brain didn't work, I would call Rebekah.
"So I'm supposed to go to Trent, right?"
I asked while taking a step towards the door.
"No.” His eyes narrowed for a moment.
"Why would you?"
"Uh—he said he was supposed to show me around."
"No, Ms.Stewart” he said.
"Trent is a little busy at the moment.So..."
He directed his gaze to the chairs across his desk, motioning for me to sit down.
Letting out a breath, I seated myself in one of the chairs and faced him.
He went back to typing on his laptop and I thought he would say something after finishing some work, but half an hour passed and I was just sitting in the same spot, doing nothing.
I cleared my throat to get his attention but he just kept looking at the screen.
Was he doing that intentionally?
"Mr.Sinclair?" I finally spoke.
He looked up from his laptop.
"Yes, Ms.Stewart?"
"Is there something I can do for you?" I asked.
"Not at the moment."
And with that, he went back to typing again.
Another fifteen minutes passed.
"Mr. Sinclair?" I called again.
He let out a breath.
"Yes?"
"Is there something I can do for you?"
"No—"
"I can fetch your coffee? Or send e-mails? Or go out to get someone in case you don't feel like using the phone?"
"Not really." I frowned.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" He thought for a moment.
"Yes." My eyes lit up.
"What?"
"Sit quietly."
My jaw dropped.
really say that? That was so
classes to sit
crossed my arms over
words when his callous look fell on me, which was soon replaced by a look
gone as
docile person.Seems to me he was
you.Guess he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had never
until I met him in his
have
"What kind of stuff?"
leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in
"You know,’ I shrugged.
There was a glint of amusement in
for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing like
could he mean by that? "Clearly
was actually learning something at his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep breath like he was stopping himself from lashing out at
away from being fired on
should be put on
from his spot and I held my breath as he
finally stopped when he was
involuntarily getting up
"Turn around."
My eyes grew wide.
"What?"
to that cabinet and get all the files from
arms over his
around in confusion to find a sleek white
the files
each containing a large bundle
few papers from his desk and placed them on top of the bundle
papers have all the corrections.Go to my secretary's desk, which will be your desk for the next few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these files’
was too dumbfounded
"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"
time in a more authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second,
his deep voice sent my name
"Yes?"
when the files
he had walked
from my hands before I could drop them
off
stared at him in
your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew
My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped
"Thank you” I muttered.
picked the files up and handed them back to me, frowning in the process while looking down at his
the hell is
near the area where I was holding the bundle
my God!
my mouth to say something but shut it
didn't have a lot of friends in high
"Mr.Sinclair."
was a knock
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