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.

raven black hair smiling at

has sent me to collect the shipment

to meet you, Caroline.I'm

motioned for me to follow her towards

if I should ask her

laugh in

as she was guiding me, maybe I

opened and we

and a long flight of stairs going downwards

and she gave me

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

down the stairs to come

and the

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

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

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock right next to

be an important

it was

I pushed the door open

computer screens and

to fish out the correct bunch

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout from behind

out of the room and found Penny

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’

over in her direction, I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came running down

"Step away from her.Now!"

I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced

came up to us and

take her

he looked at me, "I'll take care of her: My 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

here to steal

me? I looked down at my

made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off the leather

I was only sweating because I

let's just say that ‘Sweaty Palms'

stockings and looked up at

the guy from before, whose

to see

my anxiety was back

I got up and followed him out of the waiting room, down the corridor and

me to

breath, I knocked on

voice rang

Help me, God.

open and took a discreet step inside the room,

feel his

my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and apparently

gaze up, only to lock my eyes

and light stubble that gave

hair was a deep

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

wore off and he crossed his

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

I'd be on the floor, passed out

to steal anything,’

me

a

paused, realizing he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

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

aura,

opened my mouth to

Mr.Andrews telling me that I

paused to make sure that I had

watching me discreetly, then

some disturbance, I heard that I

figure it out but when your assistant Penny left me

other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and a slight frown formed on his

I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started running down

this and probably