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.

smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked here."I

me to collect

Caroline.I'm Penny

to follow

thinking if I should ask her

just laugh

was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need to

and we

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

rang and she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

the stairs to come across two office

said Mr.Wilson and the

I looked back at Penny for

she go? Taking in a deep breath, I turned to

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock right next

be an

why it was

pushed the door open and walked

of computer

not magically supposed to fish out the correct bunch of files, now am I? Wrong

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout from behind

walked out of the room and 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

God,’ I

I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

forehead was bleeding and before I could pull my

"Step away from her.Now!"

he talking to me? I found myself stepping away as he

came up to us and spoke to

take her to the

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

thought I was here

sent me? I looked down

squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off

was only sweating because I

that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official high school

on my stockings and

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

to see

my anxiety was back

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

motioned for me to

I knocked on the

deep voice rang

Help me, God.

took a discreet step inside the room, keeping my

feel his eyes

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

to lock my

sharp jawline and light stubble that gave him a five

was a deep

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in the

could easily picture a six pack....or maybe an eight pack under that

be

here to steal anything,’

scanned me for a

a seat,

paused, realizing 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 across the desk, sitting on his huge

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

mouth to speak and hoped

that I had to collect files

paused to make sure that I

watching me discreetly, then nodded for me

of some disturbance, I heard

Penny left me to take

Recognition

found Mr.Wilson's door ajar, I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started running

to be processing this and probably looking for the hint of a