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.

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

has sent me to

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods, Mr.Sinclair's

motioned for me to follow

thinking if I should

probably just laugh in my

was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need to

elevators opened and we started walking down

of stairs going downwards were in front

rang and she gave me an

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs to come across

and the other

the hell!? I looked back at Penny for help but she

Taking in a deep breath, I turned to the door which was

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock right next

an

wondered why it

I pushed the door open

of computer

supposed to fish out the correct

"Hey!"

a loud shout from

out of the room and found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching me in

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

twisted on the middle step and she tumbled down

my God,’

over in her direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

was bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came running down the

"Step away from her.Now!"

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

came up to us and spoke to

take her to

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

I was here to steal

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

as I

only sweating because I was

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms'

my stockings and

guy from before, whose name

wants to see

my anxiety was

out of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards

for me

out a breath, I knocked on the

a deep voice

Help me, God.

and took a discreet step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed on the

could feel his

my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall

only to

sharp jawline and light

was a deep brown

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over his chest,

easily picture a six pack....or maybe an eight pack under that

me, I'd be on the floor, passed out in

didn't come here to steal anything,’

scanned me for

a

realizing 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

was something about him, maybe his aura,

opened my mouth to speak and

me that

sure

then

I heard that I had

Penny left me to

offices are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and a slight frown

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

seemed to be processing this and probably looking for the