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.

around to find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to collect

Caroline.I'm Penny

to follow her towards the

if I should ask

probably just laugh

as she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need to

we started

long flight of stairs

she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

down the stairs to come

said Mr.Wilson and the other

at Penny

Taking in a deep breath, I turned to the door which

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card lock

an

wondered why it was

twice, I pushed the

of computer screens

magically supposed to fish out the correct bunch of files, now am

"Hey!"

loud

of the room and found Penny at the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’ I

direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came running down

"Step away from her.Now!"

found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent

guy came up to us and spoke to

take her to

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

here to

I looked down at my hand resting on the

sweaty palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled

only sweating because

let's just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official high school

them on my stockings

the guy from before, whose name I learnt was Trent,

to

my anxiety

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

me to go

I knocked on

a deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

took a discreet step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed on

his eyes on

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

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

jawline and light

hair was a deep brown

He was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

his arms

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

I'd be on the floor, passed out in

didn't come here to

eyes scanned me for a

have a

realizing 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

something about him, maybe his aura, that intimidated me and left

opened my mouth to speak and

call from Mr.Andrews telling me that I had to collect

to make sure that I

me discreetly, then

some disturbance, I heard that I had

when your assistant Penny left me to

right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and

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

this and probably looking for the