However Oliver didn't say anything. He stood still, arms folded, eyes narrowed. Clinton leaned in slightly, lowering his voice even more.
"You don't have to keep pretending with me," Clinton continued. "I'm not here to judge you, bro. I know the relationship is fake. I've known from the very beginning. You're just helping her with something, right?"
Oliver's jaw tightened. His mind raced, but he stayed silent. Clinton smirked like someone who had already won the game before the other person even learned the rules.
"Relax," Clinton added quickly, raising both hands as if to show he came in peace. "I'm not going to tell anyone. Not Uncle. Not the family. In fact, I want to help you."
Oliver still didn't reply.
