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 dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked here."I returned

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to collect the

you, Caroline.I'm Penny

for me to follow

kept thinking if I

just laugh in

seeing as she was guiding me, maybe I

elevators opened and we started

a corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards were in front

rang and she

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

down the stairs to come across two

said Mr.Wilson and

at Penny for help but

in a deep breath, I turned to the

Mr.Wilson's office.

card lock

an

wondered why it was left

I pushed the door open

computer screens and

to fish out the correct bunch of

"Hey!"

a loud

Penny

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

but her foot twisted on

God,’ I

direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

pull my handkerchief out, a

"Step away from her.Now!"

to me? I found myself stepping away as he dangerously

to us and

her to

did he mean by, ‘I'll take care of her'? And what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care

here to

sent me? I looked down at my hand

sweaty palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled

only sweating because I

say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official

wiped them on my stockings and looked

before, whose

to see

anxiety was

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

for me

breath, I knocked

a deep voice rang in my

Help me, God.

discreet step inside the room, keeping

could feel his eyes on

judge out of my peripheral vision, he was

only to lock my eyes with his

light stubble that gave him

a

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

off and he crossed his arms over his

pack....or maybe

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

didn't come here to steal

eyes scanned me for a

a seat,

he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

myself on one of the chairs and watched him

his aura, that

opened my mouth to speak and hoped that I

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

paused to make sure that

me discreetly, then nodded for

of some disturbance, I heard that I

Penny left me

across each other's.’ Recognition

door ajar, I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was

be processing this and probably