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

---- Chapter 162: Couldn't Take His Eyes off Her Olivia and Tristan stood on the stairs outside Apartment 801. The front door was wide open, and the shouting inside grew louder with every passing second. Joe's mom's voice broke through, full of grief. "Joe's gone, and the company paid all that money, but where did it go? I haven't seen a single cent! My poor boy gave his life for that money1" Rachel's voice came out tight but controlled. "Mom, please, keep it down. It's embarrassing if the neighbors hear. The money isn't here yet, but once it comes, I'll give it to you to keep.

Okay?" Joe's mom's sobs intensified. "I want everyone to hear! Let them judge for themselves! My son's only been gone a few days, and you're already sneaking around with some stranger. Did you give all the money to him? What about my grandson Jacey? What about me?" Rachel's voice trembled as she tried to defend herself. "That's not true! I don't even know him. He just hired me to do some work and paid me for it." ---- "Work?" Joe's mom screamed. "What kind of work pays like that? A real lawyer from a proper company came to give you money, and you wouldn't even take it. Don't lie to me.

If you don't explain yourself, I swear T'll beat you to death!" "Mom, I really can't say! You need to trust..." A crash interrupted her. A kettle had smashed against the floor, porcelain shattering. Tristan moved instinctively, stepping in front of Olivia to shield her. Boiling water had splashed out of the kettle, hot enough to singe skin. Fortunately, they were both wearing long sleeves. "You okay?" Olivia asked in a low voice. Tristan shook his hand, forcing a small grin. "I'm fine." Olivia wasn't convinced. She grabbed his hand and shone her flashlight on it.

Several red welts marked his skin, clearly scalded by the water. "You're burned!" she exclaimed. "Go get some ointment right now!" Tristan shook his head. "It doesn't hurt that bad. We deal with this later. Let's finish the matter at hand first." ---- The two of them knocked and stepped inside Apartment 801. Olivia spoke politely. "Ma'am, Rachel, hello. I'm Olivia from the Edenfield Group. I'm here to continue discussing Joe's compensation case." Joe's mom perked up. "Olivia, perfect timing! I agreed to everything last time. I'm ready to sign." Olivia nodded.

"Legally, Rachel also has to sign before the agreement takes effect." She turned toward Rachel. Rachel looked flustered. "I-I agree too. I just... can we wait a few more days?" "Wait for what?" Joe's mom yelled. Olivia asked firmly, "Rachel, could you please tell me what's holding you back?" Rachel lowered her gaze. "Nothing. I'm satisfied with the terms. I just need a couple more days to get in touch with you. Is that okay?" Olivia shook her head. "I'm sorry, Rachel. Today is my last visit. If you can't decide now, we'll have to go through legal channels.

That means the court will set the amount, probably only half of what we're offering now. You'll also have to hire your own lawyer." Joe's mom jumped to her feet, and Rachel's face turned