Chapter 55~ His love

Claire was in her office when Oliver walked in wearing a tailor-made navy suit.

His sandy brown hair was styled into an elegant quiff with the top part longer than the sides and the back.

He flashed Claire a smile, his hands in his pockets as he proposed, "I want to have lunch with you."

Claire raised an eyebrow. Despite him looking like a god, she couldn't spend time alone with him. She shook her head and replied, "I'm afraid I'm going to decline, Mr Ford-"

"Really? Are you still going to call me Mr Ford? Claire, we have a daughter... I don't like this distance between us," Oliver stated, his eyes boring into Claire. "It's just lunch and there's also something I want to talk to you about."

"What is it that you want to talk about?" Claire asked. "You can say it here."

"No... it's lunch time and I don't want to starve you. Let's talk as we eat," Oliver insisted. He then added, "It's about Thalia too. We need to discuss how we are going to do this, not so?"

Claire sighed, know