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

---- Chapter 122: I Picked Horses As Well As I Picked Husbands Aaron brought her up to the third-floor viewing deck, and the second Clara stepped inside, she knew this level was another world entirely. Down on the first floor, thousands of people packed the stands. The second floor still buzzed with hundreds more. But the third? The third felt like a private club. Small round tables, cushy lounge chairs, soft lighting-it was less racetrack, more upscale restaurant.

Groups of two or three leaned close in animated conversation while waiters floated through with trays of champagne flutes and bite-sized desserts. And the view? Absolutely unbeatable. From here, the entire track unfolded in perfect, sweeping panorama. "Mr. Devereaux, you're here too!" a voice called cheerfully. Aaron tightened his arm around Clara's waist as they walked over. "Mr. Cole, it's been a while! What brings you out today?" Mr. Cole grinned, the picture of holiday ease. "It's the holidays! Brought the wife and kid to enjoy ---- themselves.

And is this your wife?" Aaron introduced them, and Clara responded with a pleasant smile, though inside she thought, Well, look at that-a familiar face already. Because Mr. Cole's daughter was none other than Kacey-the very same society darling who had whispered cattiness with Linsey at that charity gala. Mr. Cole turned back to Aaron, his laugh booming. "I never got to thank you in person for that lawsuit last year! Your firm's attorney, Olivia Cruz-brilliant woman. Sharp words, fearless strategy-she tore our opponent to shreds in court. It was a massacre!

Absolutely exhilarating!" Aaron's lips curved slightly. "You're too kind, Mr. Cole. She was just doing her job." "Oh no, credit where it's due! We'll still be counting on you to defend us in the future!" Mr. Cole's grin only widened. But Kacey's smile faltered as her eyes landed on Clara, snug in Aaron's arm. Bitterness twisted in her chest. If Aaron had married another heiress, maybe she could have admitted defeat gracefully. But Clara? Clara was just a no-name pediatrician! No family backing. No fortune. No pedigree. Aside ---- from a pretty face, what did she even have?

Could it be that the great Aaron Devereaux cared only about looks? Kacey couldn't resist another glance at him. That devastatingly handsome face still had the power to make her heart race. His bespoke black suit carved out his tall frame with precision, and his presence outshone every other man here without him even trying. There were plenty of heirs and hotshot executives in the room tonight, but none of them came close to dimming Aaron's light. And that dark blue tie he wore? So obviously chosen to match Clara's dress. Together, the two of them were blinding.

The most dazzling couple in the entire lounge. The longer Kacey stared, the more sour her mood became. "Kacey!" A young woman in a flowing white dress walked over, smiling brightly. "Dana, you came for the race too?" Kacey's smile sharpened. Dana was a regular companion in their social circle. ---- Dana West linked arms with her, warm and familiar. "Of course. Came with my dad." "Mr. West, always a pleasure!" Mr. Cole greeted him quickly. They were clearly old acquaintances. Donald West reached out a hearty hand. "Cole! Your horse is running the first race of the year, huh?

May you win big!" Mr. Cole chuckled. "From your lips to God's ears! Hahaha!" Donald then spotted Aaron and extended his hand. "Mr. Devereaux, didn't expect to see you here." Aaron stepped forward, shaking his hand. "Yes. Just taking my wife out for the day." "Oh?" Donald's brows shot up. "So you're married now?" "Yes. This is my wife, Clara. Clara, this is Mr. West of West Enterprises," Aaron introduced smoothly, Donald finally looked at the woman beside him and froze for a beat. His chest tightened before he quickly masked it with a genial smile. "Sharp eyes, Counselor.

Clara is truly radiant, and she carries herself with rare grace." Clara offered him a polite smile. "You flatter me, Mr. West."