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.
say that? That was so
not skipping my classes to sit
arms over
on me,
it was gone as soon as it
a very docile person.Seems to me he was
said, knowing well that
until I met him in
to have caught
"What kind of stuff?"
elbows on the desk and leaned
"You know,’ I shrugged.
that I really wish was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his
what you wish for, Ms.Stewart.I'm
he mean by that? "Clearly you're
his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep breath like he was stopping himself from lashing out
step away from being
be put on
held my
stopped when he was standing a few inches
myself involuntarily getting up in
"Turn around."
My eyes grew wide.
"What?"
and get all the
his arms over his chest and
in confusion to find a
over to it, I collected all the files from the first
each containing a large bundle
picked up a few papers from his desk and placed them on top of the bundle in
to my office.Look for these files’ original versions on her computer and make these corrections.Print out
too dumbfounded to
"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"
authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards
feet stopped moving when his deep voice sent my
"Yes?"
when the files bumped
realize he had
before I could drop them and
his blazer off and held it out for
stared at him in
it, unless you want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My
embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into it,
"Thank you” I muttered.
me, frowning in the process while
the hell is
the area where I was holding
my God! That's
but shut it again, having no idea
a lot of friends in high
"Mr.Sinclair."
a knock on
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