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.

I turned around to find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked here."I returned

has sent me to collect the

you, Caroline.I'm Penny

motioned for me to follow her towards the

if I should ask

laugh in

she was guiding me, maybe I

opened and we started walking

a long flight of stairs going downwards were in

rang and she gave me an

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs to

said Mr.Wilson and the other

hell!? I looked back at Penny for help

go? Taking in a deep breath, I turned to

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock right next to

be an

wondered why it was

twice, I pushed the door open and walked

computer screens and

the correct bunch of files, now am I? Wrong

"Hey!"

loud

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

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’

her direction, I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy

"Step away from her.Now!"

me? I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our

came up to us and

her to

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 it,

thought I was here to steal

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

noise as

I was only sweating because I

that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my

them on my stockings

and the guy from before,

wants to

anxiety was

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

me to

a breath, I knocked on

voice rang in my

Help me, God.

a discreet step

feel his eyes

what I could judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man,

gaze up, only to lock my eyes with

light stubble that gave him

hair was a deep

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

and he crossed his arms over his

six pack....or maybe

sornehow decided to smack me, I'd be on the floor, passed out in a

come here to steal

me for a

a

paused, realizing he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

chairs and watched him across the desk, sitting on

was something about him, maybe his aura, that

opened my mouth to speak and hoped that

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

sure that I had

then

some disturbance, I heard that I had to meet

assistant Penny left me to take a

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

the room.That's when Penny thought I was

this and probably looking for the hint of