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

sent me to collect the shipment

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny

to follow her towards

I

laugh in my

she was guiding me,

and we started walking

and a long flight of stairs going

and she

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs

Mr.Wilson and the other

Penny for help

did she go? Taking in a deep breath, I

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock

be an

why it

I pushed the door open and walked

computer screens and

correct

"Hey!"

a loud

room and found Penny at the top of

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’ I

in her direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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

"Step away from her.Now!"

I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our

up to us and spoke to the

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 ‘make

thought I was here

me? I looked down at my hand resting on

noise as I pulled

I was only

that ‘Sweaty Palms'

them on my stockings

door opened and the guy from before, whose name I

wants to

anxiety

room, down the corridor

motioned for me to go

out a breath, I knocked on the

deep voice rang

Help me, God.

step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed

could feel his

my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall

to lock my eyes with

and light stubble that

a deep brown

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in the

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

to smack me, I'd be on the floor, passed out

come here to steal anything,’

eyes scanned me

have a seat,

he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

one of the chairs and watched him

something about him, maybe his aura, that intimidated me and

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped that I

Mr.Andrews telling me that I had to

sure that I had

watching me discreetly, then nodded for me

I heard that I

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

right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed

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

probably looking