Oliver’s POV:

Something is fishy…

“It's okay, Oliver. I know you’re busy. You don’t have to pick me up. I’ll get back by myself," he reassures, confusing me even more.

"Sir, what are you doing? I’m not busy. Sir, don’t go anywhere. It is dangerous. People will recognise you. I'll be there as soon as possible. It is a danger for you, sir," I argue, even though I know he'll do what he likes anyway.

“I know, Oliver. Trust me. I’ll come by ...