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.

to find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

me to follow her

kept thinking if I should ask

laugh

was guiding me, maybe I

opened and we started walking down

and a long flight of stairs going downwards were

rang and she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to come

said Mr.Wilson and the

back at Penny for

she go? Taking in a deep breath, I turned

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock right next

be an important

why it

I pushed the door open and

of computer screens

not magically supposed to fish out the correct bunch of files,

"Hey!"

loud shout

found Penny at the top

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’

over in her direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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

"Step away from her.Now!"

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

us

her

even do? Thankfully, ‘take care

here

looked down at my hand resting on the

palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled my

was only sweating because I was

that ‘Sweaty Palms' was

I wiped them on my stockings and looked

guy from before,

wants to

my anxiety was

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

for me to

a breath, I knocked on the

voice rang

Help me, God.

took a discreet step inside the

his

of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and apparently

lifted my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with

a sharp jawline and light stubble that gave

was a deep brown

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

his arms over his

maybe an eight pack under that

sornehow decided to smack me, I'd be

didn't come here to steal anything,’

scanned me for

a

paused, realizing he didn't know

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

on one of the chairs and watched

his aura, that intimidated me and left me

my mouth to speak and hoped that I wouldn't

from Mr.Andrews telling me that I

sure that I had

was watching me discreetly, then nodded

I heard that I

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

other's.’ Recognition

thought I was a thief and started running down the stairs, twisted her foot and

to be processing this and probably looking for the hint