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.

black hair smiling at me.She was dressed

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

you, Caroline.I'm Penny

to follow

thinking if I should ask

probably just laugh in my

me, maybe I wouldn't need

we started walking down

long flight of stairs going downwards were in

and she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to come across two

and the other

I looked back at Penny for help but

in a deep breath, I turned

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock right next

an important

wondered why it was

thinking twice, I pushed the door open and walked

of computer

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

"Hey!"

loud

I walked out of the room and found Penny at the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’ I

direction, I stooped down

"Are you okay, Penny?"

could pull my handkerchief out,

"Step away from her.Now!"

stepping away as he dangerously

came up to us

her to the

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

here to steal something

that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at

squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off the leather

I was only sweating

that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my

on my stockings and looked

the guy from before, whose name

to

my anxiety was

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

me

a breath, I

a deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

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

feel his eyes

peripheral vision, he was a fairly

up, only to lock my eyes with his deep

sharp jawline and light stubble that

was a deep

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

crossed his arms over

pack....or maybe an eight pack under that business

I'd be on the floor, passed out

to

scanned me for a

a

realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

watched

something about him, maybe his aura, that

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped

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

paused to make sure that I had

was watching me discreetly, then nodded for

heard that I had to

Penny left me to take a phone call, I was

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

ajar, I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and

and probably looking for the hint of