Billionaire Nick

Caroline

"It's Laurel.It's definitely Laurel,, Rebekah, my dorm mate, suddenly spoke up from her bed.I had my class a while ago while Rebekah had just returned from her home.

Her home, which was only a fifteen-minute drive from campus.

She had only moved to a dorm because she'd wanted to experience what college was truly like.

I, on the other hand, would never understand how someone could choose some lousy campus over their loving family.

I'd always choose to live with my family.

Not like I had much of it left, but still.

"Will you at least listen to the audio, Care?"

Her gray eyes narrowed, a frown forming on her lips as she tucked a loose strand of icy blonde hair behind her ear.

"No thanks.

That dress from years ago was creepy enough: She sighed.

"Fine.Don't blame me when you have nothing to talk about at the frat party next week.’ "What frat party?"

I frowned.

"The one we're going to.’ She gave me a toothy grin.

"No! I'm not going to any party.

You just get drunk and leave me alone, which sucks because I don't talk to many people.’ "Alright, fine.’ She sighed.

"This time, I'll hook you up with someone before getting drunk."

I narrowed my eyes.

"How are you even back already? Didn't you have dinner plans with family tonight?"

I asked.

"I did.But then my cousin showed up with her toddler.And when I realized that I was expected to babysit that milk puking machine, I fled."

She shrugged.

I shook my head with a laugh.

"That's so impolite.

"Nope.Impolite would've been getting my new minion t-shirt soaked with my nephew's barf."

I grimaced.

Just then, my phone rang.

It was Blake, Rebekah's older brother.

"Mr.Andrews; I said.

Rebekah pretended to gag.

She always found it funny when I addressed her brother with respect.

It would be weird to call my employer by his first name.

"Caroline, first, I told you to call me Blake, and second, I know these are your college hours but I'm gonna have to ask for a favour: "That's okay...Blake.

What can I help you with?"

"Great! Can you go to Sinclair Enterprises to collect those shipment files I told you about yesterday?"

"Sure.There was suddenly the loud cry of a child in the background.

More like a scream with some incoherent words.

"Oh God! Shut up, you—Listen, Caroline"

I heard him speak something about meeting someone but I couldn't exactly make out the words because of the baby's cries.

It sounded something like: Meet Mr.Wee...zon.

And then, the line went dead.

Mr.Wee...zon? Guess I'll just ask someone at Sinclair Enterprises for Mr.Wee...zon and they'll send me to the person with the closest name.

Rebekah was busy watching YouTube videos when I left our dorm.

It took me an hour to get to Sinclair Enterprises by bus despite it being hardly a twenty minute drive by car.

I walked up to the receptionist in the lobby and told her that I was sent by Mr.

Blake Andrews to collect some files.

with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked here."I

sent me to

Caroline.I'm

for me to follow her

thinking if I should ask her about

just laugh

seeing as she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need

elevators opened and we started walking down a

a long flight of stairs going downwards were in front

and she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

down the stairs to

Mr.Wilson and the

looked back at Penny for help but she

deep breath, I

Mr.Wilson's office.

card lock

an important

why it was

twice, I pushed the door open

of computer screens and

out the correct bunch

"Hey!"

loud shout

walked out of the room and found Penny at the top of

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

in confusion as she ran down the stairs but her foot twisted on the middle

God,’

in her direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

was bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came running down the

"Step away from her.Now!"

he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down to pick

up to us

her to the

her'? And what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care of her’ only meant ‘make her sit in a waiting room until she dies of boredom: And

here

them that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at my hand

made a squeaky noise as I pulled

only sweating because I was

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms'

wiped them on my stockings and looked

the guy from before,

wants to see

my anxiety

and followed him out of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards the double doors at

me to go

out a breath, I knocked on

in, a deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

step inside the

his eyes on

was a fairly tall man,

only to lock my eyes with his deep

sharp jawline and light stubble that gave

hair was a deep

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

his

a six pack....or maybe an eight

decided to smack me, I'd be on

come here to steal anything,’

me for a

have a seat,

paused, realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

chairs and watched him across

aura, that intimidated

to speak and hoped that I wouldn't

me that I had to

make sure

discreetly, then nodded

of some disturbance, I heard that I had

Penny left me to

their offices are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and a slight frown formed

door ajar, I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and

to be processing this and probably looking for