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.

raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed

sent me to collect

to meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny

motioned for me to follow her towards

thinking if I

laugh

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

and we started walking down

a long flight of

rang and she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to

said Mr.Wilson and the other

Penny for help but

deep breath, I turned to

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card

an

it was

thinking twice, I pushed the

computer screens and

magically supposed to fish out the correct bunch of

"Hey!"

a loud shout from

found Penny at the top of the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’ I

in her direction, I

"Are you okay, Penny?"

could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came running down the

"Step away from her.Now!"

I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down to pick up

guy came up to us and spoke

her to

he looked at 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

was here to

that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked

made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand

wished I was only sweating

let's just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my

them on my stockings and

opened and the guy from before, whose name I learnt was Trent, walked

to

anxiety was back

out of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards the double doors at the

me to

a breath, I knocked on the

in, a deep voice rang in my

Help me, God.

a discreet step

his eyes on

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

lifted my gaze up, only to lock my eyes

and light

a

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

off and he crossed his arms over his

pack....or maybe an eight pack under that business

I'd be on the floor, passed

here to steal anything,’ I

scanned me for a

a

he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

myself on one of the chairs and watched him across

his aura, that intimidated me

I somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped that I

Mr.Andrews telling me that I

paused to make sure that

was watching me discreetly, then nodded for me

of some disturbance, I heard that I

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

other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features

was a thief and started running down the stairs, twisted her foot and fell.That's all the truth,

be processing this and probably