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.

I turned around to find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to collect the shipment

you, Caroline.I'm

for me to follow

if I should ask

just laugh

as she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't

opened and we started

flight of stairs going

and she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

down the stairs to come across

said Mr.Wilson and the

I looked back at Penny for help but

she go? Taking in a deep breath, I turned to the door which

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card lock right

be an important

why it was

thinking twice, I pushed the door open and

of computer screens and

to fish out the correct

"Hey!"

loud shout

of the room and found Penny

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

her foot twisted on the middle step and she tumbled down the

my God,’

direction, I

"Are you okay, Penny?"

was bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief

"Step away from her.Now!"

talking to me? I found myself stepping away as he

came up to us and spoke

her

did he mean by, ‘I'll take care of her'? And what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care of her’ only meant ‘make her sit in a

thought I was here to

sent me? I looked down at my hand resting on

noise as I pulled my hand off

was only sweating

that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official

wiped them on my stockings and looked up at

door opened and the guy from before, whose name

wants to

anxiety was back

room, down the corridor and towards the

motioned for me

I knocked on

in, a deep voice rang

Help me, God.

the double doors open and took a discreet step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed

could feel his eyes

was a fairly tall man, muscular,

to lock my

and light stubble that

a deep brown

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

off and he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in

pack....or maybe an eight pack

I'd be on the floor, passed out

didn't come here to steal

eyes scanned me for a

a

realizing he didn't know

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

and watched him across the

him, maybe his aura, that intimidated me

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped that

that I had

sure that I had his

then nodded

heard that I had

it out but when your assistant Penny left me to take a

Recognition

ajar, I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started running down the stairs, twisted her foot and

be processing this and probably looking for the hint