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.

around to find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I

sent me to

you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

for me to follow

kept thinking if I should ask

laugh

she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need to

and we started walking

of

phone rang and she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

climbed down the stairs to come across

said Mr.Wilson and

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

go? Taking in a deep breath, I

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock

be an important

it was left

twice, I pushed the door open and

computer screens and

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

"Hey!"

a loud shout from

walked out of the room and found Penny at the top

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’ I

her direction, I stooped down

"Are you okay, Penny?"

and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came running down the

"Step away from her.Now!"

me? I found myself stepping away as he dangerously

guy came up to us and

take her

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

here to steal

sent me? I looked

squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off the

wished I was only sweating because I was

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

I wiped them on my stockings and

before, whose name I learnt

to

my anxiety was

of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards

motioned for me

out a breath, I

a deep voice

Help me, God.

step

his eyes

I could judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and

only to lock my eyes

jawline and light stubble that gave

hair was a deep brown

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over

pack....or maybe an eight pack under that

sornehow decided to smack me, I'd be on the floor, passed

here to steal anything,’ I

scanned me for

have a seat,

paused, realizing he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

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

his aura, that intimidated me and

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped that I

me that I had to collect files from your

to make sure that

watching me discreetly, then nodded for

of some disturbance, I heard

assistant Penny left me to take

each other's.’ Recognition

found Mr.Wilson's door ajar, I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started running down the stairs, twisted her foot and fell.That's all the truth,

seemed to be processing this and probably looking for the