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

---- Chapter 156: Mrs. Black? Tristan lived ina sleek apartment just a few blocks from the company. The housekeeper heard the door open and rushed over to grab his luggage. "Mr. Black, you're back! Lunch is already ready." Tristan saw Olivia about to leave. Clearing his throat, he said, "Why don't you stay and have a quick meal? Everything's ready anyway." "Yes, Mr. Black asked me to prepare food for two in advance," the housekeeper added as she went into the kitchen to fetch plates and utensils. In advance? Olivia felt something strange stir inside her but forced a smile.

"Tristan, seriously? That's it? You're treating me to a home-cooked lunch? Shouldn't you be taking me out for a fancy meal instead?" Seeing that she didn't refuse, Tristan secretly sighed in relief. "Of course. Let's just eat something simple today. I'll make it up to you with a big dinner next time." The housekeeper came out of the kitchen and said, "I'll unpack your luggage first, Mr. Black." ---- Olivia added instinctively, "Those clothes should be washed again, preferably disinfected. Also, take a look at the doctor's notes. There's a list of foods Tristan should avoid.

Keep that in mind when you cook." It wasn't something she thought about; it was pure habit. Olivia had always been the one managing things at home. With a younger brother and sister still in school, she was used to being the responsible one. Nagging a little came naturally. "Got it, Mrs. Black!" the housekeeper replied cheerfully, responding to Olivia's tone as if she were the lady of the house. Mrs. Black?! Olivia froze. "Oh, um, please just call me Miss Cruz." The housekeeper laughed. "Sorry about that! I've never seen a woman here before.

You're the first, so I just assumed you were his wife. I'll go tidy up. You two go. ahead and eat before the food gets cold." Tristan laughed so hard his shoulders shook. "Don't mind her. She only comes five days a week, so we're not that close. Come on, let's eat." "I'm gonna go wash my hands first," Olivia said quickly, almost fleeing toward the bathroom. She splashed cold water on her face and took a deep ---- breath to calm down. God, what was wrong with her today? Normally she was sharp and collected, but today everything felt awkward and off. Winning lawsuits was easy for her.

Handling people, though? That was a whole different battle. When she returned, they sat down at the dining table. Tristan picked up a rib and placed it on her plate. "The housekeeper makes great ribs." Olivia waved her hands. "Mr. Black, you don't have to do that. I can help myself." Tristan smiled. "You've done a lot for me lately, inside and out. We're friends now. No need to be so formal." Olivia smiled faintly but stayed quiet, focusing on her food. Tristan watched her from across the table, and that strange flutter in his chest came back again. He wasn't used to this.

He almost never invited anyone home, not even friends. This was the first time someone had actually sat down to share a meal with him in his own dining room. The apartment suddenly felt warm, bright, alive. Trying to lighten the mood, Olivia said, "This place is ---- nice. The design's really cozy." "You like it?" Tristan asked. "It's one of my company's properties. The interior was done by our in-house designers. I can introduce you to them sometime." He hesitated for a moment, thinking. He owned quite a few homes, but it hit him how empty that was.

If something had really happened to him, who would those houses even go to? He didn't even have a wife or kids. Olivia laughed. "No thanks. It's not like I can afford to buy a place anyway." Tristan grinned. "Come on, you lawyers make good money. Don't tell me you're broke." She shrugged. "I'm putting my brother and sister through school. Buying a house will have to wait a few years." "You've got younger siblings? Bet your house is always lively," Tristan said. Thinking of her family, Olivia smiled. "Yeah, it's noisy-but in a fun way." "I envy that," Tristan admitted.

"It's too quiet here." Olivia snorted. "Quiet sounds like heaven! You have no idea how chaotic a house with three kids can get. It'll