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

---- Chapter 171: Pure Eye Candy Aaron peeled the shrimp fresh off the grill and handed one to Clara. "Here, try it." Clara took a bite, her eyes lighting up immediately. "Mm, this is delicious! Keep grilling! Not bad, Mr. Lawyer-you might want to think about a career change." Seeing her eat so happily, Aaron chuckled and tossed a few more shrimp on the grill. "Please. If I opened a barbecue stall near your campus, I'd be the hottest guy on the whole street." Clara giggled. "Then I'll be your first customer." Aaron smiled.

"So, what were you and Olivia whispering about just now?" "About your romantic exploits," Clara said with a teasing glint in her eyes. Aaron froze mid-motion. "That's pure slander." Clara arched a brow. "Are you questioning your subordinate's powers of observation?" Aaron shook his head. "I'm questioning you women's wild imaginations and that mysterious sixth sense you all swear by." ---- "I didn't even say who we were talking about. Feeling guilty already?" Clara shot him a sly sideways look. Aaron looked perfectly calm. "I know.

Olivia must've been talking about Brooklyn." "So?" Clara asked. "So, I grilled you a few shrimp to make peace." Aaron peeled two more and dropped them on her plate. "Even though I didn't actually do anything wrong." "And if you did?" Clara asked, smirking. "Then I'd admit my fault and take whatever punishment you decide. Satisfied?" Aaron looked down at her with a grin. He only got to see his wife for two days. He wasn't about to waste that time arguing. Clara's lips curved up.

"We'll see about that." Olivia, who had been eavesdropping while tending to the chicken wings, leaned closer with a playful grin. "So? Isn't it great having a lawyer husband? He can talk circles around you until you surrender." Clara gave her a side-eye. "What, you want a lawyer boyfriend now?" "Absolutely." Olivia nodded firmly. "That's the goal. Don't you think lawyers are super smart, calm, ---- disciplined, dependable, and just. ridiculously attractive?" Clara glanced at Aaron and couldn't help agreeing. "You've got a point.

So, do you have anyone in mind?" "Not yet," Olivia admitted with a sigh. "All the guys at our firm are either married or already taken. They're impossible to get." Tristan snorted from nearby. "Then your house is gonna be a war zone someday. Two lawyers under one roof? Every argument's a courtroom battle." Olivia shot him a glare. "Shows what you know. Healthy communication is how couples build intimacy." Tristan smirked. "Only a lawyer could make fighting sound like therapy." "Exactly. Still better than some people, right?" Olivia tilted her chin toward Logan. Tristan didn't respond.

What was he supposed to say-that being born rich was a talent too? "Focus! Less talking, more grilling. The wings are about to burn," Tristan barked impatiently. Olivia rolled her eyes. "Relax, Mr. Black. Try having a little faith in a lawyer's professionalism." ---- Tristan's voice dripped with sarcasm. "Oh, so grilling's part of your law degree now?" Olivia smirked. "Of course. How else do you think we butter up you capitalists?" Clara laughed as she munched on her shrimp, fully entertained by their bickering. "Don't eat too much," Aaron said, taking her plate away.

"You'll feel bloated later. Come on, let's go play some pool." They headed down to the basement. The space opened up into a whole new world-luxurious, sleek, and dripping with money. Besides a billiard room, there was a fully loaded game room and a private gym. Clara couldn't help but sigh. Rich people really knew how to enjoy life. The billiard room was brightly lit and spacious, with three full-size pool tables and top-of-the-line equipment. Each table was covered with smooth green felt, the balls gleaming under the lights, and even an automatic scoring system in place.

The floor was laid with dark carpeting, cozy armchairs