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

---- Chapter 157: Picking up a Friend The private room at the club was buzzing within minutes. Not long after, Logan's girlfriend showed up-bringing along a surprise guest. Brooklyn. "Well, look who decided to show up! What brings the superstar here?" someone teased. Brooklyn slipped off her mask with an easy smile. "I was chatting with Vivienne earlier, and she mentioned you guys were throwing a party to celebrate Tristan's recovery. So, I figured I'd come crash it." Vivienne, of course, was Logan's girlfriend.

"Tristan, congratulations on getting discharged," Brooklyn said warmly as she walked over. She handed him a small gift box. "I saw the news about your accident, and it scared the hell out of me. I'm really glad you're okay." Tristan took the box and smiled politely. "Thank you, Miss Fox." ---- They barely knew each other-maybe met once or twice at Logan's racetrack. Still, since she was already here, everyone welcomed her to join in. And she was a celebrity, after all. Within seconds, the others surrounded her, chatting and asking for photos. Tristan, meanwhile, couldn't sit still.

His eyes kept flicking to his phone. Was Olivia really not coming? He sent her another message. "Where are you?" Her reply came almost immediately. "Almost there. Got stuck in traffic for a bit." Tristan couldn't help the smile tugging at his lips. "I'll wait for you at the entrance," he texted back. He slipped his phone into his pocket and headed for the door. "Yo, Tristan, where you going? You're the man of the night!" someone shouted behind him. Tristan laughed. "Just picking up a friend.

I'll be back in a minute." He waited in the lobby for a few minutes before spotting Olivia stepping out of a cab. Tonight, she looked completely different from her usual work mode. ---- Instead of her neat office look, she wore a soft yellow off-shoulder dress that brought out the warmth in her skin. Her short hair framed her face perfectly, and the only accessory she had on was a simple platinum necklace resting against her elegant neck. She looked polished, graceful, and effortlessly beautiful. Tristan met her halfway, smiling. "Didn't the company give you a car?

Why'd you take a cab?" Olivia smiled back, dimples deepening. "If I end up drinking, calling a driver later would be a pain. Taking a cab just made more sense." Tristan didn't know why his mood suddenly lifted so much. He couldn't stop grinning. "So you can drink, huh?" Olivia laughed lightly. "It just sounds that way. In reality, I'm a total lightweight. So, Mr. Black, go easy on me tonight." "Don't call me Mr. Black," he said, looking down at her. "Whenever you do, I feel like we're back at work." Her laughter rang like wind chimes. "Then what should I call you?

Big Boss?" "Please don't," he said, chuckling. They stepped into the elevator together. Olivia pulled a small box from her purse and handed it to him. "Got ---- you a little something." Tristan opened it and found a silver Zippo lighter inside. "I noticed you smoke sometimes," she said. "So I thought this might come in handy. Hope you like it." Tristan grinned. "I love it. Thanks." He already owned several Zippos, but it didn't matter. His chest warmed at the thought that she'd paid attention to something so small about him.

When they walked back into the private room, Logan spotted them first. "Whoa, Tristan''s girlfriend?" That was all it took. "Damn, Tristan! She's gorgeous!" "When were you planning to introduce us to your secret girlfriend?" "Hey, pretty lady, you've gotta drink with us tonight! You're the first girlfriend Tristan's ever brought around!" Olivia kept her polite smile perfectly in place, but her cheeks were burning red. Tristan, instead of clarifying, just laughed and said, "What's so special about bringing someone out? The