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 professionally so I assumed

has sent me to

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

me to follow her

kept thinking if I should

laugh

as she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't

and we started

flight of stairs going downwards

phone rang and she gave me an

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

down the stairs to

and

back at Penny for help but she

in a deep breath, I turned to the door

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock right next to

be an important

it

twice, I pushed the door open and

computer screens

to fish out the correct bunch of

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout

and found Penny at the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

foot twisted on the

God,’

over in her direction, I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief out,

"Step away from her.Now!"

he talking to me? I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down to pick

to us and spoke to

take her to

"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? Thankfully, ‘take

was here to steal

me? I looked down at my hand

a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand

I was only sweating because I was

say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was

I wiped them on my stockings and

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

to

anxiety was

and followed him out of the waiting room, down the corridor and

motioned for me to

breath, I

in, a deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

took a discreet step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed

his

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

up, only to lock my eyes with his deep

had a sharp jawline and light

was a deep brown

He was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

his arms over his chest,

a six pack....or maybe

to smack me, I'd be on the floor, passed

to steal anything,’ I

me

have a seat,

paused, realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

chairs and watched him across the

maybe his aura, that intimidated me and left me

mouth to speak

that I had to collect files

make sure that

me discreetly, then nodded

some disturbance, I heard

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

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

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 a