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.

find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked here."I returned her

me to collect the shipment

Caroline.I'm Penny

me to follow her towards

if I should ask

probably just laugh in my

she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't

and we started walking down a

a corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards were in front of

phone rang and she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to come

and the

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

a deep breath, I turned to the door which

Mr.Wilson's office.

card lock right next to

be an

it

I pushed the door open and

of computer screens and

supposed to fish out the correct bunch of files, now am I? Wrong

"Hey!"

a loud shout from

and found Penny at the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

her in 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,’

her direction, I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

forehead was bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a

"Step away from her.Now!"

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

us and

her

in my chest.What did he mean by, ‘I'll take care of her'? And what did I even

was here to steal

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

made a squeaky noise as I pulled

was only sweating because I was

that ‘Sweaty Palms'

my stockings and

the guy from before, whose name I learnt was

wants to see

anxiety was back

of the waiting room, down the corridor

me

breath, I knocked

a deep voice rang

Help me, God.

open and took a discreet step inside the room, keeping

could feel his eyes on

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

lifted my gaze up, only to

had a sharp jawline and light stubble that gave him

a deep

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in

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

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

to

eyes scanned me for

a

he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

of the chairs and watched him across the desk, sitting on

something about him, maybe his aura, that

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped that I wouldn't

call from Mr.Andrews telling me that I had to collect files from your

to make sure that I had his

me discreetly, then nodded for

disturbance, I heard that

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

and Mr.Winson since their offices are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across

I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started running down the stairs, twisted her foot and fell.That's all

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