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

---- Wyatt frowned. "That can't be right. You two work in the same law firm-how could you not run into him?" Linsey grumbled, "I don't work directly with him, okay? Our offices are on opposite ends of the building. And the guy's got three assistants screening him. I have zero excuse to walk into his office unless it's for a big team meeting. Otherwise? Forget it." Wyatt studied his daughter-she had the looks, the confidence, the poise. Easily top-tier material in the whole firm. Her outfits were always on point too. There had to be a way.

"You've got to learn to create opportunities," he advised. "I would if I weren't so busy," Linsey huffed. "Olivia keeps piling on work like I'm her personal assistant." Wyatt nodded, understanding. He knew Olivia well-sharp, efficient, a total boss lady. No wonder the firm kept her around as their legal advisor. Linsey sighed. "Besides, I heard some people in the office say Aaron might already be married. Some woman came looking for him last month." ---- "Impossible!" Wyatt shot that theory down instantly. "I already checked with Deborah.

Aaron is definitely not married." Linsey wrinkled her nose. "She's his stepmom, not his real mom. Of course she wouldn't know everything." Wyatt shook his head. "Marriage is a big deal. If Aaron tied the knot, not only would his father know-his whole family would be involved. There'd be a huge wedding. No way that slips under the radar." That made Linsey pause. He was right. Families like theirs didn't do low-key weddings. It'd be a royal-level production. The image of a fairy-tale wedding suddenly fired her up again like someone injected espresso into her veins.

Wyatt rubbed his chin, thoughtful. "I have to head to Silverton tomorrow for some business. I'll stop by and visit Maverick while I'm there. You should come with me-take a couple days off. If Maverick takes a liking to you, you'll be skipping half the hard work." Linsey nodded so fast her earrings shook. She'd wanted to ditch work for days anyway. This was perfect. She whipped out her phone and texted Olivia: "Feeling sick, need two days off." Olivia read the message and smirked like a fox. Looks ---- like Linsey's about to give up. Good.

Shouldn't be long before I can check off this little 'mission' Mr. Devereaux assigned me. She quickly replied with the usual polite concern: Don't overwork yourself, rest well! The next day, Wyatt and Linsey touched down in Silverton and headed straight to the Devereaux estate. The place was like something out of a luxury real estate ad-elegant, expansive, and breathtakingly beautiful. Linsey's eyes practically sparkled with excitement. The moment she saw Deborah, she chirped, "Auntie, it's been forever!

You look more gorgeous than ever-I almost didn't recognize you!" Deborah was just as enthusiastic. "Linsey! You've grown into such a beauty! Your dad told me you graduated from Princeton Law-so impressive!" One was eager to flatter, the other more than happy to be flattered. In no time, the two women were chatting like old friends at a country club brunch. Richard, meanwhile, had spent all of last night being sweet-talked by Deborah in bed, and he was fully on board with her "brilliant plan." ---- After all, Aaron was his son.

Helping him find a wife who matched their family status was just being a responsible father. If it worked out? Great. They'd have someone they could trust close to Aaron at all times. If it didn't? Even better. Once Maverick saw how wild and unmanageable Aaron could be, maybe he'd think twice about handing the company over. Maverick, however, had a much simpler goal in mind. He didn't have much time left-and all he wanted was to get Aaron back home. Only when the man showed up could any serious conversations take place. So he picked up the phone and called him.

"I want you home tomorrow night for dinner." Aaron's voice was calm. "It's a long trip, and work's busy. I'd rather not. How's your health holding up?" Maverick lowered his tone. "It's my 80th birthday. Might be my last one. All I want is one meal with the whole family under one roof. Seven o'clock. Be there." Aaron sighed. "Okay. I'll come."