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.

black hair smiling at me.She was

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

you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

motioned for me to follow

I should ask

just laugh in my

seeing as she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need

opened and we started walking down

flight of

rang and she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

stairs to come

and the other

back at Penny for

go? Taking in a deep breath, I

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card lock right

an

it was

twice, I pushed the door

computer screens

not magically supposed to fish out the correct bunch of files, now am I?

"Hey!"

a loud shout from behind

and found Penny at the top of the stairs,

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’ I

I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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 to pick up

up to us and spoke to the first

take her

me, "I'll 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

I was here to steal something

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

made a squeaky noise as I pulled

was only sweating because

‘Sweaty Palms' was

on my stockings and

guy from before, whose name I learnt

to

anxiety was

I got up and followed him out of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards the double

motioned for me to

out a breath, I knocked

voice rang in

Help me, God.

took a discreet step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed

feel his

was a fairly tall man, muscular, and apparently really mad

my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with his deep blue

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

was a deep

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms

easily picture a six pack....or maybe

sornehow decided to smack me, I'd be on

come here to steal anything,’ I

eyes scanned me for

have a

paused, realizing he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

and watched him across the

maybe his aura,

to

a call from Mr.Andrews telling me that I

to make sure that I

then nodded for me to

heard that I

but when your assistant Penny left me to take a phone

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

when I 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

be processing this and probably looking for the