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.

black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked

Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to collect the

you, Caroline.I'm Penny

motioned for me to follow her towards the

kept thinking if I

just laugh

seeing as she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't

we started walking

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

phone rang and she gave me an

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

stairs

and

the hell!? I looked back at Penny for help but she wasn't there

in a deep breath, I turned to the

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock right

be an

why it was

thinking twice, I pushed the door

of computer

to fish out the correct bunch of

"Hey!"

loud shout from

found Penny at the top of the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’

her direction, I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

bleeding and before I could pull my

"Step away from her.Now!"

he dangerously

came up to us and spoke

her to

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

was here to steal something

I looked down

squeaky noise as

was only sweating because I was

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was

I wiped them on my stockings and looked up

from before,

wants to see

my anxiety was back

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

motioned for me to

I knocked

voice rang in

Help me, God.

doors open and took a discreet step

his eyes

I could judge out of my peripheral vision, he was

only to lock my eyes

jawline and light stubble that gave him a five

a deep

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

wore off and he crossed his arms

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

be on the floor, passed out in

to steal anything,’

scanned me

a

paused, realizing he didn't know

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

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

about him, maybe his aura, that intimidated me

my mouth to speak and hoped that I

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

paused to make sure

discreetly, then nodded

I heard that

out but when your assistant Penny left me to take a phone call,

right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features

door ajar, I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and

seemed to be processing this and probably looking