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.

at me.She was dressed

has sent me to collect the

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

to

if I should

probably just laugh

me, maybe

we started walking down a

and a long flight of stairs going downwards

she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to come

said Mr.Wilson and the other

at Penny for

Taking in a deep breath, I turned to the door which was

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card lock right next

be an

wondered why it was

I pushed the door open and

computer screens and

magically supposed to fish out the correct bunch of files, now am I?

"Hey!"

a loud

the room and found Penny at

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

foot twisted

my God,’

over in her direction, I stooped down next

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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

"Step away from her.Now!"

as he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down to pick up

guy came up to us and spoke

her

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 was here to steal something

sent me? I looked down

sweaty palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled

only

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official high

I wiped them on my stockings and looked up at

guy from before, whose name I learnt

to

my anxiety was back

the waiting room, down the corridor and

for me to

I

a deep voice rang

Help me, God.

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

his eyes

was a fairly tall man,

lifted my gaze up, only to lock my eyes

and light stubble

a deep

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over

pack....or maybe an

he sornehow decided to smack me, I'd be on the

here to steal

scanned me

a

he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

and watched him

his aura, that intimidated

mouth to speak and hoped that

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

to make sure that

was watching me discreetly, then nodded for

of some disturbance, I heard that I had

Penny left me

offices are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features

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

processing this and probably looking for the hint of a