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 returned

sent me to collect the shipment

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

motioned for me to follow her towards the

I should

probably just laugh

was guiding me, maybe

elevators opened and we started walking

turned a corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards were in front of

and she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to come across

said Mr.Wilson and the

Penny

a deep breath, I turned to the door which was slightly

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card lock right

be an

wondered why it was

I pushed the door open and walked

of computer screens

out the correct bunch of files,

"Hey!"

a loud shout from

I walked out of the room and found Penny at

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’

her direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

pull my handkerchief out, a

"Step away from her.Now!"

to me? I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction

came up to us and spoke

take her

then he looked at me, "I'll take care of her: My heart started beating loudly in my chest.What did he mean by, ‘I'll take care of her'? And what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care of her’ only meant

thought I was here to steal something

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

sweaty palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled

only sweating because I was

let's just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official

stockings and looked

before, whose name I learnt was Trent, walked

wants to see

my anxiety was back

room, down the corridor and towards the double doors

motioned for me

I knocked on

voice rang in

Help me, God.

discreet step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed on the

could feel his

what I could judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man,

only to lock my eyes

and light stubble that gave him a

a

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

wore off and he crossed his

six pack....or maybe an eight pack under that business

I'd be on the floor, passed out

come here to steal

scanned me for

have a seat,

realizing he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

chairs and watched

maybe his aura, that intimidated me and

to

from Mr.Andrews telling me that I had to collect files from

sure that I

discreetly, then nodded for me to

heard that I

figure it out but when your assistant Penny left me to take a phone call, I

other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and

room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started running

be processing this and probably looking for the hint