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.

hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked here."I returned

has sent me

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny

motioned for me to follow her towards

I should ask her

laugh in

was guiding me, maybe

we

corner and a long flight of

she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to come across two

said Mr.Wilson and the

at Penny for help but she wasn't there

deep breath, I turned

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock right next to

be an

wondered why it was left

I pushed the door open

computer screens and

supposed to fish out the correct bunch of files, now

"Hey!"

a loud shout

walked out of the room and found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching me in

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’ I

direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

could pull my

"Step away from her.Now!"

he talking to me? I found myself stepping away as he

came up to us and spoke to the first

take her

her'? And what did I even

here

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

made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off the

was only

let's just say that ‘Sweaty Palms'

my stockings and looked up at the

from before, whose name I

wants to see

my anxiety was

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

me

I knocked on the

voice rang

Help me, God.

pushed the double doors open and took a discreet step inside the

could feel his

I could judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and apparently

only to lock my eyes with his deep blue

and light stubble that gave him a five

hair was a

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

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

pack....or maybe an

I'd be on the floor, passed out in

didn't come here to steal

me

a

he didn't know

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

watched him across the desk, sitting on his

him, maybe his aura, that intimidated me

to speak

telling me that

make sure that I had his

me discreetly, then

of some disturbance, I heard

assistant Penny left me to

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

when Penny thought I was a thief and started running down the

seemed to be processing this and probably looking for the hint of