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

has sent me to collect the shipment

Caroline.I'm

me to

I should

just laugh

me, maybe

elevators opened and we started walking down

and a long flight 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

Mr.Wilson and the

hell!? I looked back at Penny for help but she

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

Mr.Wilson's office.

card lock right next

an

why it was

twice, I pushed the door open

computer screens

supposed to fish out the correct bunch of

"Hey!"

a loud

of the room and found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’ I

I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy

"Step away from her.Now!"

myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced

us and spoke to the

take her to

heart started beating loudly in my chest.What 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

here to steal

that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at my hand resting on the leather

palms made a squeaky noise as I

was only sweating because I

Palms'

wiped them on my stockings and looked

guy from before, whose

to see

anxiety was back

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

motioned for me

a breath, I knocked on the

deep voice rang in my

Help me, God.

step inside the room,

his eyes on

was a fairly

to lock

face had a sharp jawline and light stubble that gave him

a

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

frown wore off and he crossed his arms over

easily picture a six pack....or maybe an eight pack

me, I'd be

didn't come here to steal anything,’ I

me for a

a seat,

he didn't know

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

and watched him

his aura, that intimidated me and

my mouth to speak and hoped that

Mr.Andrews telling me that I had

to make sure that I had his

me discreetly, then nodded for me

of some disturbance, I heard that I

but when your assistant Penny left

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

I was a thief and started running down the stairs,

seemed to be processing this and probably looking for the hint