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

has sent me to collect

to meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods, Mr.Sinclair's

for me to follow her towards the

thinking if I should ask

laugh in

was guiding me, maybe I

and we started

long flight of stairs going downwards were

phone rang and she

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

climbed down the stairs to come

said Mr.Wilson and

at Penny for

did she go? Taking in a deep breath, I turned

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock right

an important

why it was

the door

computer

fish out the correct bunch of

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout

walked out of the room and found Penny at

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’ I

direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came

"Step away from her.Now!"

he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down to

guy came up to us and spoke to the first

her to

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

thought I was here to

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

squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off

I was only sweating because I

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

stockings and looked up at the

and the guy from before, whose name I

to

my anxiety was

out of the waiting room, down the

motioned for me to

out a breath, I knocked on

deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

took a discreet step inside the

feel his eyes

he was a fairly tall

up, only to lock my

sharp jawline and light

a deep brown

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

frown wore off and he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in the

picture a six pack....or maybe an eight pack under

decided to smack me, I'd be on

here to steal anything,’ I

scanned me for a

a seat,

he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

myself on one of the chairs and watched him across the desk, sitting on

his aura, that

I somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped

me that I had to collect files from your

to make sure that I

watching me discreetly, then nodded for me

I heard that I had to meet

Penny left

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

door 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 fell.That's all

and probably looking for the hint