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

---- Chapter 186: Parent-Teacher Meeting Clara couldn't help but feel a pang of envy for Leo. He had accepted the idea of having a grandfather so quickly. If she had to call Sebastian "Dad," she knew she couldn't manage it. Saying "Mr. Storm" felt too stiff, too formal. The situation gave her a headache. She picked up her phone and saw the message from Leo's teacher about the parent-teacher meeting on Monday. At least one parent had to attend. She turned to Sebastian. "Are you free Monday? Maybe you could go to Leo's meeting.

I've already taken several sick days recently, so it wouldn't look right if I asked for more." Sebastian's face lit up with delight. "Of course I'm free! Tl go!" Monday morning, Sebastian arrived at Riverbend Villas looking spectacular. Clara blinked at his high-end suit, polished shoes, and perfectly tied bow tie. She had to chuckle. "Do you think you might be overdoing it a little? You look like you're about to perform on stage." ---- Sebastian fidgeted with his bow tie, a little embarrassed. "It's my first parent-teacher meeting. Better to be formal." Life was unpredictable.

Who would have guessed he would ever attend his grandson's parent-teacher meeting? He had never even dreamed of it. Clara helped Leo into a matching little suit. On the way, Sebastian's excitement was palpable. He regretted missing out on Clara's childhood, but now he had a chance to be part of Leo's. He imagined Leo playing and learning with the other kids at preschool and felt a surge of anticipation. When Sebastian stepped into the preschool, he was greeted like a celebrity. Who could have guessed that a world-renowned pianist would show up at a tiny parent-teacher meeting?

Parents wanted autographs, selfies, and pictures. Sebastian graciously obliged, enjoying the attention and smiling warmly at everyone. Leo saw how popular his grandfather was and beamed with pride. "Grandpa, you have to come to all my parent meetings from now on!" The principal quickly adjusted the program and invited Sebastian and Leo to open with a piano duet. ---- When Clara arrived a little later, she found them watching other families play a three-legged race game, their legs bound together, racing toward the finish line. "Mom, Mom, perfect timing!

I want to play too!" Leo tugged at her hand excitedly. "The prize is a Doraemon. plushie!" The three of them got their legs tied together with the teacher's help. Leo stood in the middle, holding his mom's hand on one side and his grandpa's on the other. Their coordination was shaky. They bumped and stumbled forward while other families quickly pulled ahead. Leo pouted. "We're losing!" Sebastian had no experience with this. He panicked and almost tripped Leo. "Grandpa, wait for my signal and lift your feet!" Leo barked out the commands.

"Left, right, left." Finally, after several awkward stumbles, the three of them crossed the finish line and won a small commemorative prize. Clara untied their legs and looked at Sebastian. His hair was messy, bow tie crooked, and once-polished shoes covered in dust. She couldn't help feeling moved. The refined, elegant artist she admired so much had ---- gotten completely disheveled for his grandson's parent meeting. Since the charity gala, Sebastian had been quietly trying to get closer to her, and she had noticed everything. Sebastian and her mom had both been through so much in life.

Thinking of this, Clara reached out and straightened his bow tie gently. "Dad, your bow tie is crooked." Sebastian froze. His lips trembled, and he felt an indescribable shock in his chest. "Wow, right! Thanks!" He stammered, wiping the corner of his eye and looking at Clara. They shared a brief, warm smile. Meanwhile, Aaron's mood was anything but cheerful. Earlier that morning, they had made progress at the accident site. One of the missing workers had been found in the rubble, but sadly, he was already gone. The scene at the site was grim.

Over seventy hours of relentless work had brought this devastating result. The workers had only taken short breaks and were exhausted. Their eyes followed the medics in white coats carrying the deceased worker, each glance filled ---- with sorrow. "Keep going!" Aaron shouted, his voice hoarse and rough. "We do not give up hope! We do not stop until everyone is found!" He lifted a heavy slab of debris, leading by example. The other workers snapped back to action and continued digging. Every second counted. Every minute wasted was one less chance to save someone. "Mr.

Devereaux, we have a problem!" Matt rushed over, handing him a tablet. A viral post had appeared online: "Ruthless company ignores lives, uses substandard materials, causes construction collapse!" The post ran thousands of words, with photos of the collapsed site, workers being rescued, and even images of the deceased being carried by medics that morning. Aaron's fingers swiped across the screen. "What about our PR team?" Matt said, "The post spread too fast. They managed to remove it from trending at work today, but it's still circulating widely. Netizens are easily swayed and sympathetic.

Tristan's personal info has also been dug ---- up. Aaron asked, "Who filed the complaint?" Matt handed him the file. "It's that worker who refused the compensation, Harry Jackson, head of Construction Team Two. Single, parents in the hometown. We haven't confirmed if he acted alone or was influenced by someone." Aaron paused. "How's Olivia handling him?" Matt replied, "After meeting him on day one, Harry avoided us, even switching hospitals. He's not staying with the other injured workers." Aaron handed the tablet back.

"Let's return to the office and have Jasper oversee the site remotely." He got into his car, and the phone rang. It was the deputy mayor. Aaron answered immediately. "Mr. Thompson." "Aaron, this morning's headlines are causing me a lot of pressure!" Mr. Thompson paused. Aaron replied smoothly, "Thank you, Mr. Thompson. Ona side note, I'm very interested in the city's plan to build fifty libraries. I'll reserve five thousand square meters in each of our two new Edenfield projects for this." ---- A hearty laugh came from the other end. "That's for people's welfare!

I'm glad Edenfield Group is leading by example. I really appreciate it."