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.

smiling at me.She was

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to collect

Caroline.I'm Penny Woods, Mr.Sinclair's

motioned for me to

if I should ask her

just laugh in

was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't

we started walking

long flight of stairs going downwards

phone rang and she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

climbed down the stairs to come

and the other

Penny for help but she

breath, I turned to the door

Mr.Wilson's office.

card

be an

it was left

pushed the door open and walked

of computer screens and

the correct bunch

"Hey!"

a loud

Penny at the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

but her foot twisted

my God,’

over in her direction, I stooped down

"Are you okay, Penny?"

was bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy

"Step away from her.Now!"

as he dangerously advanced in our

guy came up to us and spoke to the

take her to

care of her'? And what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care of her’ only meant ‘make her sit

was here to steal something

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

made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off

only sweating

‘Sweaty Palms' was my

on my stockings and looked up at the

the guy from before, whose name I learnt was Trent, walked

to

anxiety was

and followed him out of the waiting room,

me to go

I

voice rang in

Help me, God.

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

feel his

judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly

gaze up, only to lock

face had a sharp jawline and light stubble that gave him a

a

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

crossed his arms over his

six pack....or maybe

me, I'd be on the

come here to

me for a

have a seat,

realizing he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

watched him across the desk, sitting on

was something about him, maybe his aura, that

mouth to speak and hoped that I wouldn't

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

make sure that

watching me discreetly, then

heard that I had

I'd figure it out but when your assistant Penny left me to take

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

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

be processing this and probably looking for the