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

has sent me

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

to follow her

thinking if I should ask her about

probably just laugh in

was guiding me, maybe

elevators opened and we started walking down

long flight of

and she

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to come across

said Mr.Wilson and

back at Penny for

deep breath, I turned to the door which

Mr.Wilson's office.

card

an

wondered why it was

thinking twice, I pushed the door open

computer screens

fish out the correct bunch of files, now

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout from

I walked out of the room and found Penny at the top of the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

down the stairs but her foot twisted on the middle step and she

God,’ I

I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

forehead was bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came running

"Step away from her.Now!"

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

to us and

take her

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? Thankfully, ‘take care of

was here to

I tell them that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at my hand resting

a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off

was only sweating because I was

let's just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was

stockings and

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

to

anxiety was back

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

me to go

out a breath, I

deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

doors open and took a discreet step inside the

his eyes

what I could judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man,

slowly lifted my gaze up, only to

sharp jawline and light stubble that gave him

hair was a deep

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over

easily picture a six pack....or maybe an eight pack

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

come here to steal

eyes scanned me for

a seat,

realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

and watched him across the desk, sitting on his

about him, maybe his aura,

to

telling me that I had to collect files from

to make sure that I had

discreetly, then nodded for me to

of some disturbance, I heard that I had

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

offices are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed

Penny thought I was a thief and started running down

and probably looking for the hint