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 that she

has sent me

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

for me to follow

I should ask her

just laugh

she was guiding me, maybe I

we started walking

flight of stairs going

rang and she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs to come across two office

said Mr.Wilson and

I looked back at Penny for help but she wasn't

did she go? Taking in a deep breath,

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card lock right

an important

why it was left

twice, I pushed the

of computer screens

supposed to fish out the correct bunch of files, now

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout from

found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching me in

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’

I stooped down next

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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

"Step away from her.Now!"

talking to me? I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our

guy came up to us and spoke

her to

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 her’ only meant ‘make her sit in a waiting room until she dies of boredom: And the more I thought

thought I was here to steal something

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

sweaty palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand

wished I was only sweating because I was

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was

on my stockings and looked up at the

from before,

to

anxiety

room, down

me to

breath, I

in, a deep voice

Help me, God.

open and took a discreet step inside the room, keeping

feel his eyes on

my peripheral vision, he was a

only to

light stubble that

hair was a deep brown

He was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

crossed his arms over

pack....or maybe an

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

here to steal anything,’ I

scanned me for

have a seat,

realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

the chairs and watched him across the

his aura, that intimidated me and left me

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped

that I had to collect files

make sure that I had

then nodded for me to

some disturbance, I heard that I had to meet

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

across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and a slight frown formed on his

the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started running down the stairs, twisted her foot and

to be processing this and probably looking for