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 so I assumed that she worked here."I

Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny

for me to follow her towards

thinking if I should ask her about

probably just laugh in

she was guiding me, maybe I

opened and we started walking down a

corner and a long flight of stairs

and she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

the stairs to come across

and the

hell!? I looked back at Penny for help but she wasn't

did she go? Taking in a deep breath, I turned to the door which was

Mr.Wilson's office.

card lock right

be an

it was left

I pushed the door open

computer screens

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

"Hey!"

loud shout from behind

Penny at the top of the stairs,

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

but her foot twisted on the

God,’

her direction, I stooped down next

"Are you okay, Penny?"

forehead was bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came

"Step away from her.Now!"

me? I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced

guy came up to us and spoke to the first

take her to the

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 she dies of boredom: And the more I thought about it, the more

thought I was here to steal

sent me? I looked

noise as I pulled my hand off

was only sweating

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was

stockings and looked up at the

before, whose name I learnt was Trent,

to see

my anxiety was back

room, down the corridor and towards the double doors

motioned for me

a breath, I knocked on the

in, a deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

took a discreet step

could feel his

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

slowly lifted my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with

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

hair was a deep

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

his arms over his chest, flexing

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

me, I'd be on the

come here to steal

eyes scanned me

have a seat,

paused, realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

the chairs and watched him across

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

mouth to speak and hoped

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

make sure

then nodded for

of some disturbance, I heard that I had

when your assistant Penny left me to take a

and Mr.Winson since their offices are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed

when Penny thought I was a thief and started running

processing this and probably looking for the hint of