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.

around to find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was

has sent me to collect the shipment

to meet you, Caroline.I'm

for me to follow her

if I should ask her about

laugh in

she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need

elevators opened and we

long flight of stairs going downwards were in

rang and she gave me an

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs

said Mr.Wilson and the

the hell!? I looked back at Penny for help but

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

Mr.Wilson's office.

card lock right next

an

wondered why it

I pushed the door open and

of computer

the correct bunch of files,

"Hey!"

loud shout

and found Penny at the top of

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

her foot twisted on the middle step and she tumbled down the other half of the

God,’

in her direction, I stooped down

"Are you okay, Penny?"

bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a

"Step away from her.Now!"

stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction

us and spoke to the

her to the

even

thought I was here

Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at my hand resting on the leather

sweaty palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled my

I was only

say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official high school

I wiped them on my stockings

guy from before, whose name I

wants to see

anxiety was back

him out of the waiting room, down the corridor

me

I knocked

a deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

a discreet step inside the room, keeping my

feel his eyes

was a fairly tall man, muscular, and apparently really

lifted my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with his

and light

was a deep brown

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

his arms over his chest, flexing in

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

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

come here to steal

eyes scanned me for

have a

realizing he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

one of the chairs and watched him across

something about him, maybe his aura,

I somehow opened my mouth to speak and

me that I had

sure that I

then nodded for

heard

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

their offices are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across

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 the truth,

be processing this and probably looking for the