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

sent me to

you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

motioned for me to follow her

I

probably just laugh

she was guiding me, maybe

elevators opened and we

flight of stairs going

she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

the stairs to come

and

back at Penny for help but she wasn't there

breath, I

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card lock right next to

be an

wondered why it

twice, I pushed the

computer screens and

correct bunch of files,

"Hey!"

a loud shout from

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

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’ I

direction, I stooped down

"Are you okay, Penny?"

bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a

"Step away from her.Now!"

as he dangerously

came up to us

take her to

"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 in a waiting room until she dies of boredom: And the more I thought about it, the more it

I was here to steal something

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

palms made a squeaky noise as

only sweating because

‘Sweaty Palms' was my official high school

stockings and looked

opened and the guy from before, whose name I

wants to see

my anxiety was back

out of the waiting room,

motioned for me

I

voice rang

Help me, God.

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

his eyes on

vision, he was

my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with his

face had a sharp jawline and light stubble that gave

was a

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

crossed his

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

sornehow decided to smack me, I'd be

come here to steal anything,’ I

scanned me

have a

he didn't know

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

the chairs and watched

was something about him, maybe his aura, that

I somehow opened my mouth to speak and

Mr.Andrews telling me that I had to collect files

paused to make sure

was watching me discreetly, then nodded

some disturbance, I heard that I

when your assistant Penny left me to take

Recognition flashed across his features and a

I found Mr.Wilson's door ajar, I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started running

and probably looking for the hint