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.

turned around to find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked here."I returned her

has sent me to collect the

to meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny

for me to follow

thinking if I should

laugh in my

guiding me, maybe

elevators opened and we

a corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards were

phone rang and she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

down the stairs to come across two office

and the other

at Penny for help

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

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card

be an

it

twice, I pushed the door open and walked

of computer

correct bunch of files, now

"Hey!"

loud shout from

Penny at the top of the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

foot twisted on the middle step and she tumbled down

my God,’ I

direction, I stooped down

"Are you okay, Penny?"

and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy

"Step away from her.Now!"

to me? I found myself stepping away as he

us and

her to the

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

was here to steal something

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

sweaty palms made a squeaky noise as I

was only sweating because I

say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my

on my stockings and looked up at

before,

wants to

anxiety

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

for me to go

I

a deep voice

Help me, God.

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

his eyes

vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and apparently really

lifted my gaze up, only to

had a sharp jawline and light

hair was a

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over his

easily picture a six pack....or maybe an

I'd be on the floor, passed out in

to

me for a

a

he didn't know

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

and watched him

maybe his aura, that intimidated me and left

somehow opened my mouth to

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

sure

was watching me discreetly, then nodded for me

heard

when your assistant Penny left me to take a phone call, I was

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

room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started running down the stairs,

to be processing this and probably looking