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

---- Chapter 50: The Biggest Joke Ever Aaron rolled into Silverton at 4 p.m. sharp. Tristan was already waiting for him at the airport. "Aaron, heading straight back to the office?" Aaron gave a quick nod. The Edenfield Group headquarters sat right in the heart of Silverton's busiest district-Highland Drive. As soon as they stepped into the building, the staff buzzed with greetings. "Morning, Mr. Black!" Everyone was buzzing with curiosity about the guy striding confidently just ahead of Tristan. He looked sharp, cool, and downright untouchable. Even the usually flamboyant Mr.

Black was following along like a mellow puppy. ---- The whole office was guessing which CEO this mysterious man belonged to. Silverton knew Tristan as Edenfield Group's official figurehead, but barely anyone realized that Aaron was the real power pulling the strings. Back when Silverton's biggest real estate company was on the verge of collapse, Aaron swooped in, took over, and rebranded it as Edenfield Group. He didn't just keep the original real estate business; he also merged in the restaurant and hotel ventures Tristan had been running.

Thanks to Tristan's management, the team had grown into a well-oiled machine. In recent years, their biggest win was the Pinnacle Tower-a towering landmark packed with over a hundred international powerhouse companies. Next came the Crystal Bay Villas, the upscale development where Clara's dad lived. ---- The focus was on boutique villas aimed squarely at middle-class buyers. Even with the real estate market sluggish, the villas sold out fast, hailed as a miracle in the industry. Aaron stayed mostly hands-off, steering the big picture while Tristan handled the daily grind.

That's why Aaron rarely showed up-only top execs knew who he really was. Today's visit was different. The company was shifting its focus toward resort development, and they needed Aaron's final say. By the time the meeting wrapped, it was already six. Aaron grabbed the birthday gift Tristan had prepared for Maverick and readied to head out. Tristan joked, "Want me to give it to him? Just a formality, right?" Having known Aaron for years, Tristan was well aware of all the family drama and knew Aaron really didn't want to sit through this dinner. "No thanks," Aaron said.

"Tweak that proposal a ---- bit more. Move tomorrow's meeting up to nine ama" He took the car keys Tristan handed him and headed solo to the Devereaux Residence. He pulled up right at seven. The old butler Eli opened the door with a respectful nod. "Sir, everyone's here. They're all waiting in the dining room." Aaron stepped out, buttoned his coat without a care, and strolled toward the dining room. The place was glowing with light, and the long table was piled high with mouthwatering dishes.

Maverick sat at the head, wearing a dark red embroidered suit, looking sharp and smiling like he'd just won the lottery-no trace of the sickly old man act he usually played. Aaron thought, Man, this old fox sure knows how to play the victim. Always whining about dying soon, but he looks ready to live another five years easy. ---- Since it was Maverick's special day, Aaron decided not to rain on his parade. He marched over and handed him the gift. "Happy birthday, Grandpa! Wishing you great health!" Maverick laughed heartily, clearly thrilled. "Finally, you made it! You were the last holdout.

Come on, sit here!" A servant pulled out the chair right next to Maverick for Aaron. Aaron couldn't help but find it hilarious-it was a rare family dinner where he actually had a seat at the table. He slid in, nodding at Richard across from him as a casual hello. Next to Richard sat his stepmother Deborah, smiling warmly. "Aaron, it's been a while since you've been home. Have some soup first." She signaled the servants to bring over the soup, playing the perfect wife and mother role.