"Babe, are you sure you're ok? You look pale," Quinn said as she studied her best friend's face during lunch. Claire had been in a bad mood and since she couldn't drink, it being during the day, she called her friend out for lunch. "I'm fine, Quinn. Why wouldn't I be?" Claire asked, trying to mask her conflicting emotions. The truth was, the pain in her heart was still there. Worse, she now felt guilty for how she had treated Oliver earlier. The hurt that flashed through his eyes when she slapped him with those flowers... she would never forget that look. How was she supposed to go ahead with revenge when she was feeling bad for the people she was supposed to take down? "Claire, I haven't known you my whole life but I can tell when something is bothering you... is it because of the news that was trending earlier? It's fake... Oliver said so himself," Quinn said and noticed the quick flicker of pain that flashed through Claire’s eyes before it disappeared. Claire chuckled and

Jessica Hart had been looking for an opportunity that would force Oliver to be with her. Her spy from the Ford Corporation kept giving her updates that she didn't like. Oliver seemed to be pursuing Claire with everything he had... getting her flowers and gifts which was so unlike him. Her spy reported that at some point, they left work together and reported together the next day which meant Claire had spent a night at his house. All these traits that Oliver was portraying were foreign to Jessica. The Oliver she knew was no romantic. He was arrogant and cold and was never interested in pursuing a woman. Women threw themselves at him and even then, he never spared any of them a glance. Heck, she had stripped before him once but he didn't even get turned on or try to bed her. So, hearing that he was chasing after Claire, jealousy boiled in Jessica's veins. She made her henchmen keep an eye on Claire and continue to look into her background so that she could make her pay for stealin

Hours earlier... Henry Ford went to his son's office to discuss the issue concerning the finance director's crimes having received a report from Oliver. "How long has he been doing this, Son? And how come you didn't notice?" Henry asked as he took a seat on the visitor's chair. It was disappointing to find out that someone they trusted was stealing from them. Oliver sighed. He glanced at his father and replied, "I realised this recently... the numbers were not adding up but I couldn't find the problem yet. Claire helped me investigate the issue... I'm just looking for the right time to expose his crimes and get him locked up... we might not be able to recover the money though." He forwarded the email he got from Claire to Henry Ford and said, "I've sent you all the transactions that prove that Cole Harrison has been stealing from us. My guess is he held a grudge after not getting the position he wanted. I can't believe he would do that just because you didn't make him the CEO. He

As he waited for Claire to reunite with her daughter, Oliver discussed with Dante about the kidnapping incident. "Where's the fucker who did this?" He asked, his jaws clenching. "He ran away... my men chased after him but the bastard managed to escape. We are still searching for him and the one behind him," Danter said, running a hand through his curly hair. "I want him found and dealt with," Oliver ordered, his eyes narrowing as the air around him turned cold. "So, are you and Claire like back together now?" Dante asked, looking at the older man standing next to him. Oliver was a big brother to all the younger ones who were born later after he joined the Ford family. Everyone looked up to him. Dante often went over to the Ford mansion during school holidays. He was Evelyn Ford's agemate and also, her best friend. Oliver smiled despite the turmoil in his heart. He nodded and said, "She's the only one who can be my wife." When Claire finally calmed down, Oliver walked to h

“Dad! Help me!” Jessica barged into her father’s study at the Hart mansion. The man frowned, concern creeping into him as he looked at his scared daughter. “What’s wrong, Jessy? Why are you shouting as if you’ve seen a ghost?” Adam Hart joked even though he was worried sick. It was unlike Jessica to lose composure like this. Jessica’s chest heaved, her breathing heavy as she tried to calm herself down. She had just received news that Oliver got involved and found Claire’s daughter, which meant, not only did he know that Claire’s child was his, but he would soon find out who kidnapped the child and sent Claire threats. Knowing Oliver would be coming for her soon, Jessica panicked and ran to her father to ask for help. “I just wanted to scare Claire a little so I asked someone to take her daughter-” “You did what?!” Adam’s eyes widened in horror. “It wasn’t anything dangerous, I swear. After finding out Oliver is the father of Claire’s little brat, I panicked and wanted to ge