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.

to find a woman with raven black hair smiling at

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to collect

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

for me to follow

I should ask

probably just laugh

guiding me,

we started walking down

a corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards were

phone rang and she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

down the stairs to

Mr.Wilson and the other

back at Penny for help

did she go? Taking in a deep breath, I

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock

be an

it was left

thinking twice, I pushed the door open and walked

computer screens and

correct bunch of files,

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout

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

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’

in her direction, I stooped down

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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

"Step away from her.Now!"

he talking to me? I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down

guy came up to us and spoke

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

I was here to steal

sent me? I looked down at my hand

palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled

wished I was only sweating because

that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official

them on my stockings

before, whose name I learnt was

wants to

my anxiety was back

out of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards

motioned for me to go

a breath, I

in, a deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

doors open and took a discreet step inside the room, keeping

could feel his

my peripheral vision, he was

up, only to

light stubble that gave him a

a

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms

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

I'd be on the

to steal anything,’ I

eyes scanned me for

a seat,

he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

the chairs and watched him across the desk, sitting

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

to speak and

Mr.Andrews telling me that I

make sure that I had

me discreetly, then nodded for me

some disturbance, I heard that I

I'd figure it out but when your assistant Penny left me to take a phone call,

their offices are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and a slight frown formed on

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

be processing this and probably looking for the hint of