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.

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

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to collect the

to meet you, Caroline.I'm

to follow her towards

thinking if I should ask

laugh

was guiding me, maybe

elevators opened and we started

flight of stairs going downwards were

she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

the stairs to come across

said Mr.Wilson and the other

Penny

she go? Taking in a deep breath, I

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock

an important

why it was

twice, I pushed the door

computer screens

to fish out the correct bunch of files, now am I? Wrong

"Hey!"

loud shout from behind

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

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’ I

direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a

"Step away from her.Now!"

away as he dangerously advanced

us and spoke to

her to the

even do? Thankfully, ‘take care

here to steal

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

palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand

only sweating because

that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official

my stockings and looked up

door opened and the guy from before, whose name I

wants to

anxiety

of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards the double

me

out a breath, I knocked

a deep voice rang

Help me, God.

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

feel his eyes on

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

to lock my eyes with his

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

was a deep brown

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

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

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

he sornehow decided to smack me, I'd be on the floor,

didn't come here to steal anything,’ I

scanned me for

a seat,

realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

myself on one of the chairs and watched him

was something about him, maybe his aura, that

opened my mouth to speak and hoped

me that

to make sure

then nodded for

heard that I had to

your assistant Penny left me to take a phone call, I was confused

across each other's.’ Recognition flashed

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

to be processing this and probably