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.

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

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to collect

to meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

to follow

thinking if I should ask her

laugh in my

was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need to

elevators opened and we started

and a long flight of stairs going downwards were in front of

phone rang and she gave me an

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to come across

said Mr.Wilson and the

back at Penny for help but

breath, I turned

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock

an

it

twice, I pushed the door

of computer screens

magically supposed to fish out the correct bunch of files, now

"Hey!"

loud

I walked out of the room and found Penny

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’ I

in her direction, I

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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

"Step away from her.Now!"

away as he dangerously advanced in

came up to us and spoke to the first

take her 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 her sit in a waiting room until she dies of boredom:

was here to steal something

I looked down

noise as I pulled my hand off

only sweating because I

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official high school

stockings and looked

before, whose name I learnt was Trent,

to

anxiety was back

waiting room, down the corridor and towards the double doors at the

for me to

I knocked on the

in, a deep voice rang

Help me, God.

the double doors open and took a discreet step inside the

could feel his

judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall

my gaze up, only to

light stubble that gave him a five

hair was a

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

off and he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in

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

to smack me, I'd be on

didn't come here to steal

eyes scanned me for

have a seat,

paused, realizing he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

chairs and watched him

maybe his aura,

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped

that I had

make sure that

me discreetly, then

disturbance, I heard that I had to

left me to take a phone call, I

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

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

to be processing this and probably looking for the hint of