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

me to collect the shipment

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods, Mr.Sinclair's

for me to

thinking if I

laugh

me, maybe

opened and we started walking down

corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards

and she

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs to come across two office

and the

the hell!? I looked back at Penny for

in a deep breath, I turned to the door which was slightly

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock right

an important

wondered why it was

I pushed the door open and

of computer screens

magically supposed to fish out the correct bunch

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout from

found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching me

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’ I

I stooped down next

"Are you okay, Penny?"

my handkerchief out, a guy came running down the

"Step away from her.Now!"

I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced

up to us and spoke to the

her to the

then 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

here to steal

sent me? I looked down at my hand resting on

palms made a squeaky noise as

I was only sweating because I

say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was

I wiped them on my stockings

guy from before, whose name I

to see

anxiety

the waiting room, down

motioned for me to

out a breath, I knocked on the

deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

double doors open and took a discreet step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed on the

his

vision, he was a fairly

my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with his deep

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

a deep brown

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

frown wore off and he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in the

could easily picture a six pack....or maybe

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

come here to steal

me for

have a seat,

realizing he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

on one of the chairs and watched him across the desk, sitting on his

was something about him, maybe his aura, that intimidated

my mouth to speak and hoped that I wouldn't

a call from Mr.Andrews telling me that

to make sure that I

me discreetly, then

heard

Penny left me to

each other's.’ Recognition

thought I was a thief and started running down the

to be processing this and probably