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 professionally

me to

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

for me to follow her towards

kept thinking if I should ask her

just laugh in

guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need

we

of stairs

rang and she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs to come across

Mr.Wilson and the

the hell!? I looked back at Penny for help but she

in a deep breath, I turned to the

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock right next to

be an

why it

the door open and

computer screens and

to fish out the correct bunch of files, now am I? Wrong

"Hey!"

a loud

walked out of the room and found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching me in

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’

direction, I stooped down next

"Are you okay, Penny?"

could pull my

"Step away from her.Now!"

stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down

came up to us and

her to the

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

I was here to steal

that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at my hand resting on the

a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand

was only sweating because I was

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

stockings and looked up at the

and the guy from before, whose name

wants to see

my anxiety

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

motioned for me to

out a breath, I knocked on

voice rang in

Help me, God.

step inside the room, keeping

could feel his eyes on

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

gaze up, only to lock my eyes

jawline and light

was a deep

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

his

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

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

here to steal anything,’ I

scanned me for

have a seat,

he didn't know

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

of the chairs and watched him across the

something about him, maybe his aura, that intimidated me

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped that I wouldn't

that

make sure that I had his

was watching me discreetly, then

disturbance, I heard that I

assistant Penny left

their offices are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his

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

to be processing this and probably looking