Monica's expression changed instantly.
She had assumed that Oliver would take Claire away, leaving her the perfect opportunity to slip in and sleep with Adrien.
But now, her plan was falling apart. She cursed Oliver for being so utterly useless.
Oliver studied Monica, his suspicion growing by the second.
His eyes narrowed, his voice turning low and menacing. "What exactly are you doing here? Be honest."
Monica froze under his intense gaze but tried to play it cool. "I... I was just checking on you... really."
Oliver wasn't convinced. He locked eyes with her, searching for a lie.
But Monica, unable to hold his gaze, dropped her head, nervously twisting the hem of her dress.
She just wanted him to stop asking questions, to leave her alone.
Meanwhile, Adrien had Claire tucked safely
