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

---- Hot-tempered as always, she snapped, "Yes! But it wasn't our idea-it was your mother's!" Sebastian spun toward Judy, his chest ripping open with grief. "Why?" Judy calmly set down her utensils. The smile vanished. Her voice turned sharp, merciless. "Why? Because you were a prodigy! Even Mr. Everett said so. You were destined for greatness. At that age, how could you afford to be dragged down by some silly romance? Sue came to me several times. In the end, I went with your sister-in-law and took her to the hospital. A proper lady? Hardly.

She couldn't even wait until marriage before crawling into a man's bed. Disgraceful. Look at you now-fame, fortune, everything you could ever want. And all you lost was one cheap woman. Do you really want to fight me over that?" Sebastian's father had died young, leaving Judy to raise two boys alone. In their household, her word was law. The harshness of her tone even made Theodore and Grace flinch. ---- Sebastian's insides twisted, every organ tearing with pain. "Since I was sixteen, I haven't touched a cent of family money.

Every prize I won, every dollar I earned teaching piano, I gave to this family. Wasn't that enough? You took my money while killing my child and driving away my wife. And you dare stand here and justify it?" Theodore lowered his head, shame written across his face. Judy, however, stood unflinching. "If we hadn't made the hard choice back then, would you be who you are today?" she shot back. "You'd be some average man, married too young, teaching piano in some small-town school. Sebastian, look at you now-you could have any woman you want.

And instead of gratitude, you yell at me?" Sebastian laughed-cold, hollow, sharp. "How do you know what I wanted? Maybe I only ever wanted Sue and a quiet life. Was I three years old? Five? Did you think you had the right to make my decisions for me? As that child's father, didn't I even deserve to know? No-you just couldn't bear the thought of losing money ---- and fame." Judy had never been defied like this. Her face twisted in anger. "And if it was about money-so what? Look at the life we live now! Look at the cushy jobs your nieces and nephews landed because of you!

I gave birth to you, I raised you. Don't you owe me? Haven't you enjoyed your own life? Haven't you been happy?" Sebastian's voice broke. "Do I look happy to you? Do I look like I've been living a joyful life?" His gaze swept the table, at this brood of parasites feeding off him. Decades of sacrifice-what had it all been for? Rage tore through him. He grabbed the tablecloth and yanked. Dishes crashed, soup splattered, food spilled across the floor. Servants and drivers rushed in, pale with fear. Sebastian stood there, hollow-eyed. "I've spent half my life repaying the debt of being raised.

You've lived in luxury for twenty years because of me. From this moment on, we are finished. This villa-you can keep it. It's the last thing ---- you'll ever get from me. But not another cent, not one. I'd sooner give to charity than to any of you." The words stripped him bare. His strength vanished. He staggered toward the door, steps uneven. The driver rushed forward and caught him, guiding him out, while the rest of the family sat frozen in silence.