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.

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

Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me

Caroline.I'm

to follow

if I should ask her about

just laugh in my

guiding me, maybe I

elevators opened and we started walking down

flight of stairs going downwards were in front of

she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs to come across two office

and the other

at Penny for help

in a deep breath, I turned to the door which

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card

be an important

why it was left

twice, I pushed the door open and

of computer screens

supposed to fish out the correct bunch of files,

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout from

Penny at the top

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’

in her direction, I stooped down next

"Are you okay, Penny?"

I could pull my handkerchief

"Step away from her.Now!"

stepping away as he dangerously advanced

guy came up to us and spoke to

take her to

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

thought I was here to

looked down at

made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off

only

let's just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official high school

on my stockings and looked up

from before, whose name I

to

my anxiety was

and followed him out of the waiting room,

motioned for me to

out a breath, I knocked on the

voice rang in my

Help me, God.

doors open and took a discreet step inside the room, keeping

could feel his eyes on

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

slowly lifted my gaze up, only to lock

light

a deep brown

He was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

wore off and he crossed his arms over his

maybe an

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

to steal anything,’

eyes scanned me for a

a

he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

the chairs and watched him across the desk, sitting on his huge leather

aura, that intimidated me and

to speak

from Mr.Andrews telling me that I had to

sure that I

was watching me discreetly, then nodded for

heard

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

each other's.’ Recognition flashed

found Mr.Wilson's door ajar, 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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