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

me to collect the shipment

meet you, Caroline.I'm

to follow her

thinking if I should ask her about

probably just laugh in

guiding me, maybe I wouldn't

we started walking down

turned a corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards were in front of

rang and she gave me an

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

the stairs to come

and the

looked back at Penny for

in a deep breath, I turned to the door which was slightly

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card

an

why it

the door open and walked

of computer screens

the correct bunch of files, now am I? Wrong room

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout from

found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching me in

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’ I

over in her direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

could pull my

"Step away from her.Now!"

he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down to pick up

to us and spoke to

her to

what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care

here to steal

them that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked

squeaky noise as I pulled my hand

only sweating because I was

‘Sweaty Palms' was my official

on my stockings and looked up at

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

wants to see

my anxiety was back

out of the waiting room,

for me to

I knocked on the

voice rang

Help me, God.

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

his

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

up, only to lock my eyes with his

a sharp jawline and light stubble that gave

a deep

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

and he crossed his arms over

maybe an

be on the floor, passed out

to

scanned me

a

realizing he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

watched him across the desk, sitting on his

his aura, that intimidated me

my mouth to speak and hoped

that I had

to make sure

watching me discreetly, then nodded for me

I heard that

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

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

door 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 fell.That's all the truth,

processing this and probably looking for the hint