Oops! My Secret Baby Is Caught By His Top-Lawyer Daddy! Novel

---- Chapter 97: Dinner with Sebastian On the third afternoon, Clara finally had a chance to tour the villa. It had three floors: the first floor held the living room, kitchen, and a room for the housekeepers; the second floor was made up of bedrooms-the master suite, a guest room, and a kid's room; while the third floor was a mix of a gym, a study, and another guest room. The kid's room was clearly brand new. Aaron explained, "That's Leo's room. We had it redone at the same time as the house over in Riverbend Villas." Clara raised a brow. "You planning to move in here?" Aaron chuckled.

"Depends on you. But hey, it doesn't hurt to be prepared." Clara waved the idea away. "Not for now. Leo's ---- been adjusting really well at his preschool over there." She kept going upstairs. The rooftop terrace was huge, though only part of it had a few plants. The rest was scattered with outdoor tables and chairs. It was obvious no one had been using it lately-the place carried a hint of neglect, almost lonely. Still, the view was spectacular. The whole community was lush with greenery, more than thirty villas scattered among flowering trees without any strict order.

Each villa sat far enough apart that every home had its own private little road, keeping neighbors out of each other's way. The privacy was top-notch. Aaron casually mentioned, "I think Sebastian Storm lives around here too." Clara's eyes lit up. "Well, isn't that a coincidence? We'll have to visit him sometime. I did promise ---- to treat him to dinner." The more she looked around, the more she liked the place. If it weren't for the river view glinting in the distance, Clara could've sworn she'd forgotten they were still inside the bustling city of Greystone.

Peace and quiet in the middle of the chaos. Ina city where land was worth more than gold, the price of this property had to be outrageous. Clara grinned mischievously. "Aaron, pinch me! Am I dreaming? Did I really marry into high society?" Aaron laughed. "You're the rich one here, not me. Clara couldn't help but recall the last time he'd said that... Aaron bent his head and kissed her earlobe, his voice husky. "So, what kind of mood are you in tonight?" Before Clara could answer, Aaron scooped her into his arms and carried her steadily toward ---- the master bedroom on the second floor.

That evening, Clara finally had time to message Sebastian: "Mr. Storm, I heard you live in Eclipse Bay? I've been staying here the past couple of days. When are you free? I'd love to drop by." Sebastian replied almost instantly: "What a coincidence! I'm at AO8. Come over for lunch tomorrow." The next day at noon, Aaron picked up a fruit basket prepared by the butler, Alvin, and walked with Clara over to AO8. From the outside, the villas all looked similar. But stepping in, Clara realized the décor was completely different.

Aaron's place leaned modern, while Sebastian's was decidedly classical. Sebastian himself was already waiting at the door, impeccably dressed, his smile warm. "Welcome, welcome! I'm so glad you both came." ---- His enthusiasm was contagious, and Clara beamed. "It's an honor to visit the home of such a famous pianist! Have your hands healed completely?" Sebastian waved a hand lightly. "That's long forgotten-I wouldn't even remember if you hadn't mentioned it. How's your injury?" Clara nodded. "Almost healed.

I'll go for one last checkup next week." Inside the living room, a gleaming Steinway grand piano immediately caught her eye. Its craftsmanship and tone quality were world-class-enough to rival a house in the suburbs in terms of price. But this particular model was unfamiliar to Clara. "Is this a custom piece?" Sebastian smiled. "Yes. I bought it for myself after winning the International Piano Competition. Sharp eye, Miss Clara." Clara blushed. "Not really. I've just looked up other Steinway models online. This is my first