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.

with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked

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

to meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny

me to follow her

kept thinking if I should ask

probably just laugh in

guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need

and we started walking

corner and a long flight of

rang and she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

the stairs

Mr.Wilson and the other

back at Penny for help but she

a deep breath, I turned to the door which was slightly

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock

be an important

it

twice, I pushed the door open and walked

computer

the correct bunch of files, now am I? Wrong room

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout from behind

found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching me

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

foot twisted on the middle step and she tumbled down the other

my God,’

her direction, I stooped down

"Are you okay, Penny?"

and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a

"Step away from her.Now!"

stepping away as he

came up to us and spoke

her to

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

I was here to steal something

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

made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand

was only sweating because I was

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official high school

them on my stockings and

the guy from before, whose name

wants to see

anxiety was

waiting room, down the corridor and towards the double doors at the

motioned for me

out a breath, I knocked on the

a deep voice rang

Help me, God.

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

could feel his

was a fairly tall man,

slowly lifted my gaze up, only to lock my eyes

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

was a deep brown

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing

maybe an eight pack

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

come here to steal anything,’ I

me

a seat,

paused, realizing he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

watched him across the desk, sitting

aura, that

somehow opened my mouth to

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

make sure

was watching me discreetly, then

disturbance, I heard that I

your assistant Penny left

Recognition

Penny thought I was a

be processing this and probably