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

---- now had a striking woman on his arm. Clara, inexperienced with fancy events, had picked a simple, elegant black slip dress to keep a low profile. But once the makeup was done, even the stylist was impressed. The dress hugged her figure perfectly, showing off all the right curves. Diamond earrings caught the light and sparkled elegantly, her delicate features were refined. But it was her eyes-bright and clear like a fairy who'd just descended from the heavens-that really stole the show. Aaron whispered softly to her, his expression warm, no trace of his usual cold indifference.

A familiar face approached, the first to break the ice, asking the question on everyone's lips, "Mr. Devereaux, who's this?" Aaron shook his hand. "Mr. Morgan, long time no see! This is my wife." Tsk... dozens of broken hearts around. "Married and didn't even tell us? So low-key!" "Congrats! What a perfect match!" ---- "With a wife that beautiful, no wonder Mr. Devereaux never wanted to show her off!" Soon, three or five familiar faces from the business world came over, chatting and teasing.

Scarlett showed up and said to Aaron, "Aaron, can 1 borrow your wife for a bit?' Wanting Clara to feel more relaxed, Aaron whispered a quick word in her ear and let Scarlett take her away. Scarlett grabbed Clara's hand and spun her around. "You are seriously stunning! You're totally stealing the spotlight tonight! Now I'm thinking I need a little black dress too!" Clara raised an eyebrow. "That's all thanks to your stylist!" Scarlett laughed. "You're too modest! It's really your vibe! My stylist's never made me look that good." Clara smiled. "You look gorgeous too!

I can't stop staring." Scarlett wore a flowing purple tulle gown that brushed the floor-pure elegance and charm. "Alright, enough of the compliments! Let me introduce you to my date tonight." ---- Clara asked, "Isn't your date Derek?" Scarlett whispered, "Public figures dating isn't that easy, you know? Gotta keep it low-key." Ah, a secret romance, Clara got the hint. Scarlett led her to a tall man in a black tuxedo with a lean frame. Wow! Clara nearly gasped, "Star Cyrus!" Cyrus smiled warmly and gracefully.

"Scarlett, aren't you going to introduce me to this beauty?" Scarlett and Cyrus clearly knew each other well, chatting like old friends. "Cyrus, this is my BFF; Clara, meet my gay bestie, Cyrus!" Clara was stunned. Scarlett whispered, "That's right. He likes guys." Cyrus didn't mind Scarlett teasing him about his orientation. It wasn't the 1950s anymore. "Hi! Great to meet another beauty. Are you in the biz? I don't think we've met before." Clara said, "No, no, I'ma fan. Nice to meet you." Cyrus was friendly, none of the usual star attitude.

---- "You're too pretty not to be in showbiz-what a waste!" Scarlett said, "She's not short on cash! Come on, aren't you gonna take some pics?" Clara pulled out her phone and handed it to Scarlett, then asked Cyrus, "Is that okay?" "Of course! It's an honor," Cyrus said. He casually leaned in close, resting a hand on Clara's shoulder, and snapped some photos. The three found a quiet corner, ate cake, and chatted. Clara thought this gala was actually pretty great!