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

---- Chapter 62: Rich Lady, Please Keep Me! A few days later, Clara received the full payment transfer and couldn't help but ask Aaron, "Who is this buyer? So straightforward-they wired the full amount before even signing the contract?" Aaron raised an eyebrow. "Someone who can afford that price isn't worried about you ghosting them. Besides, don't forget who's handling the deal." Clara didn't hold back her praise. "Wow, look at you, Mr. Hotshot Attorney!" That evening, Aaron said, "The contract's ready.

Come down and sign it." Clara had just finished her shower and dried her hair before leisurely making her way downstairs. The study door was ajar. Aaron was sitting at the desk, fully absorbed in his work. ---- He hadn't even changed out of his dress clothes, probably busy since the moment they got home. His jacket was off, sleeves rolled up, white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, showing off that sexy Adam's apple. His wristwatch gleamed under the lamp, and though the desk was piled high with documents, not a single sheet was out of place.

When he worked, he was always focused, methodical, and serious. Clara loved watching him like this-so calm and collected, totally in his element. She stood leaning against the doorframe for a while, quietly admiring the view, before slowly walking over. Even his handwriting matched his personality-sharp, precise, and full of edge. When he noticed her, Aaron pulled her into his lap without missing a beat, then handed her two copies of the contract. "Here. Take a look. Sign at the end." ---- Clara skimmed the documents, flipped to the last page, and signed without hesitation.

She wasn't worried-the money was already in her account. What was there to double-check? Aaron suddenly said, "Sebastian called today. Asked why you haven't contacted him." Clara blinked in surprise. "How does he even have your number? And why's he trying to reach me?" "He called the firm and they patched him through. I was curious too. Maybe he really just wants to talk about music?" Clara made a face. "Do all artists act this eccentric? We barely know each other-what's there to talk about? I only play piano for fun." She had only accepted his card out of politeness.

It never crossed her mind to actually use it. Aaron nodded. "Figured as much. That's why I didn't give him your number. Just said you'd reach out if you had time." ---- Clara kissed the corner of his mouth. "You know me that well, huh?" He grinned, one hand around her waist, the other still holding his pen. "Of course. Do I get a reward?" "Absolutely." Clara cupped his face in her hands and slowly traced his lips with her tongue. It didn't take long before his breathing turned ragged, and his ears flushed bright red. Then, she playfully nibbled his earlobe with her white teeth.

Aaron's body tensed. The pen in his hand creaked as he gripped it tightly. His other hand slid behind her head, pulling her close to his shoulder. His voice was hoarse. "You trying to seduce me?" Clara giggled softly, her breath warm against his neck. "Am I doing a good job?" God, this woman was spoiled rotten-by him! Aaron leaned back just a bit to catch his breath. "You're really pushing it lately. One of these ---- days, I'm gonna get you back for this." He set aside the documents and started organizing his desk.

Seeing that he was still busy, Clara stopped teasing and simply curled up on his lap. She kicked her feet lazily while checking her banking app and sighed dramatically. "I guess I'm officially a rich lady now!" Aaron absentmindedly agreed, "Yep, rich lady... please keep me." Clara lowered her phone, her slender white fingers brushing over his Adam's apple as she casually toyed with the buttons on his shirt collar. The scent of him after a shower filled the air-clean and intoxicating. "Sure! Tonight, you belong to me. Be a good boy." Aaron raised an eyebrow.

"You like obedient ones?" Clara nodded like it was obvious. "Duh. Who can resist a sweet, gentle puppy-boy? That's