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.

woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked

me

you, Caroline.I'm

motioned for me to follow

thinking if I

just laugh in

was guiding me, maybe

we started walking down a

flight of stairs

rang and she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs to

said Mr.Wilson and the other

I looked back at Penny for help

in a deep breath, I turned to the

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card lock right

be an

why it was left

pushed the door

of computer screens and

the correct bunch of files, now

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout from behind

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

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

watched her in confusion as she ran down the stairs but her foot twisted on the middle step and she tumbled down

God,’ I

her direction, I stooped down

"Are you okay, Penny?"

my handkerchief out, a

"Step away from her.Now!"

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

guy came up to us and spoke

take her

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

I was here to steal

looked down

squeaky noise as I pulled my hand

only

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

stockings

guy from before,

to

anxiety was

him out of the waiting room, down

me to

I knocked

a deep voice

Help me, God.

open and took a discreet step inside

could feel his

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

slowly lifted my gaze up, only to lock my

face had a sharp jawline and light stubble that gave him a five

hair was a deep

He was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

off and he crossed his

picture a six pack....or maybe an eight

decided to smack me, I'd be on the

come here to steal

scanned me for a

a

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 aura, that intimidated me

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped that I

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

sure that I had his

was watching me discreetly, then nodded for

heard that I had to

assistant Penny left me to take

right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features

went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started

seemed to be processing this and probably looking for the