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.

black hair smiling at me.She was

has sent me to collect the

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

to follow

if I should ask

laugh

as she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't

elevators opened and we started

long flight of stairs going downwards were in

rang and she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

climbed down the stairs to come across two

and

at Penny

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

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card lock right next

an important

why it

I pushed the

computer

the correct bunch of files,

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout

found Penny at the top

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’

in her direction, I

"Are you okay, Penny?"

forehead was bleeding and before I could pull my

"Step away from her.Now!"

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

up to us and spoke to the

take her

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

I was here to steal

looked down at my hand resting on

a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand

was only sweating because

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was

them on my stockings and looked up

door opened and the guy from before, whose name I learnt was

to

anxiety was

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

motioned for me to go

out a breath, I knocked on the

a deep voice rang

Help me, God.

pushed the double doors open and took a discreet step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed on

could feel his eyes on

out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly

to lock my eyes with

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

a deep

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in the

six pack....or maybe

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

to steal

scanned me

a seat,

he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

seated myself on one of the chairs and watched him across the desk, sitting

something about him, maybe his aura, that intimidated

mouth to speak

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

to make sure

watching me discreetly, then

disturbance, I heard that I

Penny left me to take a phone call, I was

across each other's.’ Recognition flashed

inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a

this and probably looking for