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

has sent me to collect

to meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny

me to

I

probably just laugh in my

guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need

we started walking down a

long flight of stairs going downwards were in front

and she gave me an

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

the stairs

and

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

breath, I turned to

Mr.Wilson's office.

card lock right

be an important

it was

pushed the door open and

of computer screens

fish out the correct bunch of

"Hey!"

a loud shout from

Penny at the top of

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

twisted on the middle step and she tumbled down the other half of the

my God,’ I

her direction, I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

pull my handkerchief out,

"Step away from her.Now!"

away as he

up to us and

take her to the

care of her'? And what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care

I was here

that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at my hand resting

made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off the

only sweating because

say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my

I wiped them on my stockings and looked up

guy from before, whose name I learnt

wants to

anxiety was back

followed him out of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards

motioned for me to go

out a breath, I knocked

in, a deep voice rang in my

Help me, God.

took a discreet step inside the

his eyes

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

up, only to lock my eyes with his deep blue

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

was a deep

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

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

six pack....or maybe an eight pack under

I'd be on the floor, passed out in a

come here to steal

eyes scanned me for

a seat,

he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

watched him across the desk,

his aura, that intimidated me and left

mouth to speak and hoped

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

sure

me discreetly, then nodded for

I heard that

out but when your assistant Penny left me to take a phone call, I was

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

I was a thief and started running down the stairs, twisted her foot and fell.That's

this and probably looking for the hint of