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 me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked here."I

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

Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

motioned for me to follow her towards

thinking if I should ask

just laugh in my

was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't

and we

corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards were in

rang and she

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

climbed down the stairs to come across two

said Mr.Wilson and the

back at Penny for help but

breath, I turned

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock right

an important

why it was left

I pushed the door open and

of computer

correct bunch of files, now am

"Hey!"

loud shout from

I walked out of the room and found Penny at the top

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’

her direction, I stooped down

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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

"Step away from her.Now!"

he

us and spoke to

her

what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care of her’ only meant ‘make her

I was here to steal something

looked down at

palms made a squeaky noise as I

I was only sweating

let's just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was

stockings and looked up at the

opened and the guy from before, whose name I

to see

anxiety was

got up and followed him out of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards the double doors at

me to

breath, I knocked on the

in, a deep voice rang in my

Help me, God.

a discreet step inside the room, keeping my

feel his

was a fairly tall man, muscular, and

up, only to lock my eyes with his deep

a sharp jawline and light stubble

hair was a deep

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

and he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in

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

sornehow decided to smack me, I'd be on

here to steal anything,’ I

scanned me for

have a seat,

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, sitting on

something about him, maybe his aura, that intimidated me and left

mouth to speak

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

make sure

discreetly, then nodded for me

heard that I had to meet

out but when your assistant Penny left me to

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

was a thief and started running down the

processing this and probably looking for