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.

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

sent me to collect

to meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

motioned for me to follow her towards

kept thinking if I should ask

probably just laugh

me,

opened and we started

corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards were in

she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

down the stairs to come across two

and the other

hell!? I looked back at Penny for help but she wasn't there

in a deep breath,

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock

be an

wondered why it was

twice, I pushed the door open and walked

of computer

supposed to fish out the correct bunch of

"Hey!"

loud

the room and found Penny at the top of

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

watched her in confusion as she ran down the stairs but her foot twisted

God,’ I

I

"Are you okay, Penny?"

forehead was bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief

"Step away from her.Now!"

stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down to

up to us

her to the

what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care of

was here to steal something

them that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at

as

only sweating because

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was

them on my stockings and looked up at

from before, whose

to see

anxiety

followed him out of the waiting room, down

me to go

breath, I knocked

voice rang in

Help me, God.

took a discreet step

his eyes

vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and apparently really

my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with his deep

sharp jawline and light stubble that gave him a

hair was a deep

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

wore off and he crossed his arms over his chest,

maybe an eight pack

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

to

eyes scanned me

a seat,

paused, realizing he didn't know my

"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

his aura, that intimidated me and left me

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped that I

a call from Mr.Andrews telling me that

sure that

discreetly, then nodded

disturbance, I heard that I

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

their offices are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and a

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

to be processing this and probably looking for the