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 professionally so

sent me to collect

Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

for me to follow

kept thinking if I should ask her about

just laugh in my

as she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't

elevators opened and we started walking

turned a corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards were in front of

rang and she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to come

and the other

Penny for help but she

deep breath,

Mr.Wilson's office.

card lock

be an important

wondered why it was left

twice, I pushed the

computer screens

to fish out the correct

"Hey!"

loud shout

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

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’

her direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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

"Step away from her.Now!"

he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down

up to us and spoke to

her to the

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

here to

Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at my hand resting on the leather

made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off

only sweating because I

Palms' was my official

them on my stockings and looked up

door opened and the guy from before, whose name I learnt was

wants to

my anxiety was

followed him out of the waiting room, down the

me

breath, I

voice rang in my

Help me, God.

pushed the double doors open and took a discreet step inside the

his eyes

could judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly

to

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

hair was a deep

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

his

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

sornehow decided to smack me, I'd be

to steal anything,’ I

eyes scanned me

have a seat,

paused, realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

seated myself on one of the chairs and watched him

aura, that intimidated me

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped

that I had to

sure that I had his

me discreetly, then nodded

disturbance, I heard that I had to meet

when your assistant Penny left me to take a

across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his

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,

to be processing this and probably looking for the hint of