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
my classes to
crossed my arms
on
gone as soon as
docile person.Seems to me he
said, knowing well that Blake had never said a word
name until
have caught
"What kind of stuff?"
his elbows on the desk and leaned forward, suddenly
"You know,’ I shrugged.
a glint of amusement in
you wish for, Ms.Stewart.I'm
What could he mean by
at his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep
step away from being
should be put
he got up from his spot and I held my breath as he rounded his desk to walk in
stopped when he was
getting up in fright and facing
"Turn around."
My eyes grew wide.
"What?"
and get all the files from the first
arms over his chest
confusion to find a sleek white cabinet
all the files from the first shelf and walked back to
were five files, each containing
his desk and placed them on top
which will be your desk for the next few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these files’ original versions on her computer and make these corrections.Print out five copies of each and arrange them in order like these files.Am I
was too dumbfounded
"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"
in a more authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking
voice sent my
"Yes?"
around and gasped when
realize he had walked up
hands before I could drop them and placed them
off and held it out for
at him in
to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered
could I forget that? My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into it, inhaling his
"Thank you” I muttered.
them back to me, frowning in the process
hell
the dampness near the area where I was holding
my God!
shut it again, having no idea how to confess
wonder I didn't have a lot of friends in
"Mr.Sinclair."
knock on the
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