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.

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

has sent me to collect the shipment

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

for me to follow her

if I should ask her

probably just laugh

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

elevators opened and we started

of stairs going downwards were

phone rang and she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs to come across two office

Mr.Wilson and the

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

breath, I turned to the door which was

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock right

an important

why it was

pushed the door open and walked

computer screens and

out the correct bunch of files, now

"Hey!"

heard a loud

I walked out of the room and found Penny at

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

in confusion as she ran down the stairs but her foot twisted on the middle

my God,’ I

over in her direction, I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

pull my handkerchief out, a guy came running down the

"Step away from her.Now!"

to me? I found myself stepping away as he

came up to us and spoke to the first

her

of her'? And what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care of her’ only meant

here to

Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at my

as I

was only sweating because

Palms' was

on my stockings and looked up at

the guy from before,

to

my anxiety was

and followed him out of the waiting room, down the corridor and

me

a breath, I knocked on

deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed on the

feel his eyes

I could judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and apparently really mad

up, only to lock my eyes with his deep blue

jawline and light stubble that gave him a five

was a

He was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

wore off and he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in the

pack....or maybe an eight pack under that

be on the floor, passed out in a

didn't come here to steal

eyes scanned me for a

a

realizing he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

one of the chairs and watched him across the

maybe his aura, that intimidated me

mouth to speak and hoped that I wouldn't

me that I had to collect files from

paused to make sure

then nodded for me

disturbance, I heard that

thought I'd figure it out but when your assistant Penny left me to take a phone call, I was

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

was a thief and started running down the stairs,

and probably looking for the hint of