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

---- Chapter 166: The Safety Net Sierra had sold out Clara's private info for ten grand. Ten grand! What kind of friend did that make her? "Don't make it sound so ugly," Sierra said, half laughing. "I didn't say anything I wasn't supposed to. Besides, I did it for you! Having Mason as a friend isn't exactly a bad thing. Didn't you say he was handsome that day?" Clara rolled her eyes. "I thought he was a random guy at the time. I just said it without thinking. I'ma married woman, Sierra. People might get the wrong idea!" Typing was too much effort, so they switched to voice messages.

Sierra's voice came through, teasing and smug. "What's wrong with being married? Sure, you and your husband are head over heels right now, but one day that spark might die out. What if you go your separate ways? You can't tell me it's illegal to keep a safety net around. Mason practically worshipped you back in high school-it's perfect!" Clara was speechless. "You want to make that good man my safety net? Where's your conscience?" ---- Sierra giggled. "A safety net that's not high-quality is useless. And don't worry, I have a conscience-but it's reserved for my best friends.

Mason's not my best friend. You are." "Wow, thanks," Clara said dryly. "I don't need a backup guy. We're breaking up as friends for three days. Go cool off." Sierra sighed dramatically. "Such a waste! A hot, loyal golden boy like him, and he didn't fall for me!" Clara laughed. "If he did, would you dump your husband and kid for him?" "I'm single, thank you very much!" Sierra shot back immediately. Clara snorted. "Aren't you scared I'll screenshot this chat and send it to Austin?" "Then I'd have to thank you," Sierra said. "He could use a little jealousy to spice things up." Clara was done.

She couldn't tell if her friend was crazy or just entertaining herself. But maybe the flight attendant really had misunderstood her earlier-she actually thought Clara was dating the captain. The woman had been way too friendly, constantly ---- stopping by to offer her drinks or fruit. Clara had been so embarrassed she just closed her eyes and pretended to nap. When the plane finally landed, Clara grabbed her small carry-on bag and made her way down the gate quickly. She spotted Aaron right away, standing in the crowd. Aaron was impossible to miss.

The waiting area was packed, but somehow, no one came within a few feet of him. It was like he had some invisible "don't touch" bubble around him. He stood tall and calm, hands in the pockets of his khaki trench coat. The dark sunglasses covered his eyes, but they couldn't hide his sharp, cold aura. His slightly furrowed brows screamed irritation-as if the noise and the curious stares around him were just a nuisance. Clara jogged over, smiling the moment she saw him. Aaron took her bag and unfolded the coat he was holding-identical to his own. "It's windy out," he said, helping her put it on.

Clara was only wearing a long-sleeved black dress underneath. Seeing their matching outfits made her grin even wider. She slipped her arm through his and hugged him, her hand sliding into his as they headed toward ---- the parking lot. Aaron's lips twitched into a small smile. "Next time, fly first class. Fewer people." "Okay," Clara said, tilting her head to look up at him. "But why are you wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night? Trying to seduce me?" "Yeah," Aaron said without hesitation.

"Did it work?" When they stepped into the elevator, empty and silent, Clara leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Very much. I'm already turned on." Aaron's grin widened. Clara had barely buckled her seatbelt in the car before Aaron yanked off his sunglasses, leaned across the console, and cupped the back of her head to kiss her. It wasn't gentle. It was hot, hungry, and possessive. But his phone wouldn't stop ringing. Clara pressed her hands to his chest, gasping for air. "Your phone." Aaron groaned and answered it. "Aaron, where are you?

I already ordered," Tristan's voice said through the speaker. "Yeah," Aaron muttered, then hung up and leaned in