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.

a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to collect

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

to follow her towards

thinking if I should

laugh

was guiding me,

we started walking

a corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards

she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs to

and

at Penny

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

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card

be an

why it was left

thinking twice, I pushed the door open and

computer

out the correct bunch of

"Hey!"

loud shout from behind

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

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’

direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came running

"Step away from her.Now!"

to me? I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our

came up to us and

her to the

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

was here

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

squeaky noise as I pulled

I was only sweating

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms'

them on my stockings and looked up at the

before, whose name I learnt was

to

my anxiety

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

me

out a breath, I knocked

voice rang in my

Help me, God.

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

his

out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and apparently really mad at

gaze up, only to

light stubble that gave

a deep brown

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

frown wore off and he crossed his arms over his

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

be

here to steal

eyes scanned me for

have a seat,

he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

seated myself on one of the chairs and watched him

aura, that intimidated me and left

opened my mouth to speak and hoped

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

to make sure that I

discreetly, then nodded

some disturbance, I heard that I had to

your assistant Penny left

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

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

and probably