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

---- Chapter 57: You've Gotta Rely on Yourself Clara thought the banquet was actually pretty nice. After all, she got to eat well, drink well, meet Cyrus, and overhear some juicy gossip. But no matter what, there was this subtle feeling of being watched that kept bugging her. Some folks were probably just curious about Aaron's wife, but a few were blatantly sizing her up, looking for flaws. See that sexy woman up front who looked kinda familiar? The way she glanced at Clara wasn't exactly friendly.

Without even saying hi, she strode straight over to Clara's table and fired off, "Are you really married to Mr. Devereaux?" Scarlett, standing nearby, scowled, "And you are?" ---- Then she quickly remembered, "Oh, you must be Linsey Wilson?" Linsey was a somewhat well-known socialite in Greystone, and Scarlett had run into her at a few other parties, so the name rang a bell. Linsey ignored Scarlett completely, her eyes locked on Clara with a scowl, "Why aren't you answering?

That's rude." That voice triggered a memory for Clara-it was the same woman who had been lurking outside Aaron's door that night! No wonder the hostility ran so deep. Clara smirked, half amused, half sly, "Yeah, we're married. What's it to you? Planning on sending a gift?" "Like that'd ever happen!" Linsey snapped, her voice sharp enough to cut glass, just as a few heads nearby turned toward them. "His family doesn't even know.

How can that marriage count for anything?" Clara stayed calm, "Whether it counts or not ---- isn't your call-it's what the Marriage Law says." Linsey scoffed, "I know all the big-name wealthy ladies in Greystone. You? Never heard of you. What family are you from? What makes you think you can marry him?" Murmurs started spreading around the table. Scarlett burst out laughing, "Oh wow, I thought I accidentally stepped into a period drama! This isn't the old days. Women gotta be strong and not just rely on Daddy!

Doesn't matter if it's your real dad or a sugar daddy-nothing's more reliable than yourself." Linsey's face flushed red with anger, "Mind your own business! You're just an actress-what makes you so special?" Scarlett tossed her hair with playful flair, "I'm nobody special, but I got in with an official invite from the organizers. What about you? Whose date are you?" No way Linsey had an invite card. Her money and social clout simply didn't ---- measure up. Stung and furious, ready to blow up, Linsey was pulled away by a friend. Kacey grabbed Linsey''s arm, "Linsey, why are you even arguing?

You're embarrassing yourselfl" Linsey huffed, "I just can't stand it. Aaron's such a big deal socially, and he's married to some nobody like her!" Kacey rolled her eyes silently-nobody? Her looks crushed Linsey's by miles. But out loud, she played along, "Aaron's our dream guy! No need for you to step up-someone else will deal with her soon." Linsey's eyes lit up, "How?" Kacey leaned in and whispered, "Someone found out her name's Clara. Just some small-town doctor from an average family. Later, we'll..." Kacey whispered the plan in her ear.