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 dressed professionally so

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me

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

motioned for me to follow her towards the

kept thinking if I

just laugh in

guiding me, maybe I

we

a long flight of stairs going downwards were in front of

she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to come across two

and

I looked back at Penny for help but she

breath, I turned to the door

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock right next

an important

it was left

thinking twice, I pushed the door

computer screens and

out the correct bunch

"Hey!"

loud shout from

found Penny at the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’ I

her direction, I stooped down next

"Are you okay, Penny?"

my handkerchief out, a guy came running down

"Step away from her.Now!"

stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down to

came up to us and

her

did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care of her’ only meant ‘make her sit in a waiting room

was here to steal something

I looked

sweaty palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off the

only sweating because

Palms' was my official high

my stockings and looked up at

and the guy from before, whose name I learnt

wants to see

my anxiety was back

room, down the corridor and towards the

me

a breath, I

in, a deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

step

his eyes

he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and

slowly lifted my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with his deep

face had a sharp jawline and light stubble that gave him

was a deep brown

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

his arms over his chest, flexing in

six pack....or maybe an

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

here to steal anything,’ I

me for a

have a

paused, realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

and watched him across the desk, sitting on

him, maybe his aura, that intimidated

my mouth to speak and hoped

me that I had to collect files from your

paused to make sure that I

discreetly, then

heard that I

but when your assistant Penny left me to take a

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

was a thief and started running down the stairs, twisted her foot and

processing this and probably looking