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.

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

me to collect the

you, Caroline.I'm Penny

for me to

kept thinking if I should ask

just laugh in my

she was guiding me,

and we started walking

a long flight of stairs going downwards

she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

the stairs

said Mr.Wilson and the

hell!? I looked back at Penny for help but she

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

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock

be an important

wondered why it

thinking twice, I pushed the door open and

computer screens and

not magically supposed to fish out the correct

"Hey!"

a loud shout from behind

and found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

stairs but her foot twisted on

God,’ I

over in her direction, I stooped down

"Are you okay, Penny?"

and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came running down

"Step away from her.Now!"

away as he dangerously advanced in our direction

came up to us and

her to the

looked at me, "I'll take care of 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?

here to steal

I looked down at my

as I pulled my hand off the leather

was only sweating because I was

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms'

I wiped them on my stockings and looked up at the

door opened and the guy from before, whose name I learnt was Trent,

to see

anxiety was

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

me

out a breath, I knocked

deep voice rang

Help me, God.

step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed on

his eyes on

peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall

to lock my eyes with

light stubble that gave him a five

was a deep brown

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in the

maybe an eight pack under that

decided to smack me, I'd be on the

to steal anything,’

scanned me

a

he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

myself on one of the chairs and watched him across the desk, sitting on

maybe his aura, that

mouth to speak and hoped that I wouldn't

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

make sure that I had his

discreetly, then nodded for me to

heard that I had to

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

right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and

Penny thought I was a thief and started running down the stairs, twisted her foot and fell.That's all the

this and probably