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.

find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked here."I returned

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny

to follow her towards the

if I

laugh

seeing as she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't

and we started walking down a

and a long flight of stairs going downwards were

and she gave me an

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

stairs to come across two office

said Mr.Wilson and the

I looked back at Penny for

did she go? Taking in a deep breath, I turned to the door which

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card lock right next

be an

wondered why it was left

pushed the door open and

computer

the correct bunch of files, now am

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout from behind

out of the room and found Penny at

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’

in her direction, I

"Are you okay, Penny?"

my handkerchief out, a guy came running down the

"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

us and spoke to the

take her

of her'? And what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care of her’ only meant ‘make

I was here to steal something

that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at my hand resting on the leather

sweaty palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled my

only sweating because I was

say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official

stockings and

from before, whose

wants to see

anxiety was

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

motioned for me to go

I

voice rang in my

Help me, God.

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

his eyes on

he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and

to lock my eyes with his

jawline and light stubble that gave him a five o'clock

was a deep brown

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

off and he crossed his arms over

a six pack....or maybe an eight

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

here to

eyes scanned me

have a

he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

one of the chairs and watched him across the desk, sitting on

aura,

to speak

that I had to collect files from

to make sure that

discreetly, then nodded for me to

some disturbance, I heard that I

when your assistant Penny left me to take a phone call, I

across each other's.’ Recognition

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

seemed to be processing this and probably