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.

find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to collect the

you, Caroline.I'm Penny

to follow her towards the

if I

probably just laugh

was guiding me, maybe

and we started

flight of stairs

rang and she

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

the stairs to come across

said Mr.Wilson and the

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

go? Taking in a deep breath, I turned to the

Mr.Wilson's office.

card lock

an

it

I pushed the door

of computer screens

not magically supposed to fish out the correct bunch of files,

"Hey!"

loud shout from behind

out of the room and found Penny at the top of the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’

her direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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

"Step away from her.Now!"

found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction and

to us and spoke to the first

take her

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

I was here to steal

I tell them that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at my hand resting on the

noise as I pulled my hand

only sweating

that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official high school

I wiped them on my stockings and looked up at the

from before, whose name I learnt

to see

my anxiety was back

of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards the double doors at the

me

a breath, I knocked

in, a deep voice

Help me, God.

step inside the

could feel his eyes on

judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a

to lock my eyes with his deep blue

sharp jawline and light stubble that gave him

hair was a deep

He was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in the

easily picture a six pack....or maybe an

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

didn't come here to steal anything,’ I

me for a

have a

he didn't know

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

and watched him across

his aura, that intimidated me and left

my mouth to speak and hoped that I wouldn't

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

sure that I had his

me discreetly, then nodded

disturbance, I heard that I had to meet

left me to

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

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,

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