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

has sent me

Caroline.I'm Penny

motioned for me to follow

kept thinking if I should

just laugh in

me, maybe I wouldn't need

opened and we

corner and a long flight of

and she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

and climbed down the stairs to come

Mr.Wilson and the other

at Penny for help

breath, I turned to the door which was

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock

an

it was

the door

computer screens

out the correct bunch of files, now am I? Wrong room

"Hey!"

a loud shout from

and found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

her in confusion as she ran down the stairs but her foot twisted on the middle step and she tumbled down the other half of

my God,’

her direction, I

"Are you okay, Penny?"

was bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief out,

"Step away from her.Now!"

as he dangerously advanced

came up to us and spoke to

take her

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

I was here to steal

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

as I

I was only

Palms' was my official

stockings and looked up at the

the guy from before, whose

wants to

my anxiety was

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

motioned for me

a breath, I knocked on

in, a deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

step inside the

feel his eyes

judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and apparently really mad at

up, only to lock my eyes with his deep blue

and light stubble that gave him

hair was a

He was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

and he crossed his arms over

picture a six pack....or maybe an

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

here to steal anything,’ I

eyes scanned me

have a seat,

he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

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

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

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped

that I had to collect

paused to make sure that

me discreetly, then nodded for

of some disturbance, I heard that I had to meet

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

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

the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started running down the stairs, twisted her

probably looking for the hint