My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 127

The Langford Group, CEO's Office.

Christian Chase stood before Lucian, his expression shifting from sheer disbelief to absolute elation.

"Boss, we secured The Riverside Parcel for $320 million—that's a full $30 million under our initial budget!"

Lucian nodded, his expression completely unbothered.

It was exactly as he had anticipated.

"And the Eastside Plot?"

"The Sullivan Group took it for $2.25 billion. They overpaid the market value by hundreds of millions," Christian said, unable to suppress a grin. "Sebastian was so convinced we were in a bidding war with him that he just kept blindly jacking up the price. We weren't even in the race..."

The corner of Lucian's mouth ticked upward.

He had seen this exact outcome coming three days ago.

Still, it was incredibly satisfying to watch it play out.

"Alright, I've got it. Follow up on the paperwork and finalize the transition," Lucian instructed.

"Right away, Boss." Christian sensibly excused himself from the room.

Lucian picked up his phone and texted Seraphina: "Secured the Riverside property. $320 million."

The reply came through almost instantly.

Seraphina: "Congratulations, Boss!"

She followed it up with a cute, celebratory sticker.

Staring at the little cartoon on his screen, Lucian found it impossible to wipe the smile off his face.

He typed back: "What do you want for dinner? My treat."

Seraphina: "How about we go out to a nice steakhouse? I know a great one."

Perhaps it was the pregnancy, but she had been getting random cravings lately.

Lucian paused for a second, then chuckled softly.

"Sounds perfect."

...

The Langford Estate.

Staring at the word "perfect" on her screen, Seraphina felt her heart flutter just a little faster than usual.

Little Bean did a happy roll in her stomach. "Mommy! Are you going on another date with Daddy?"

"We're just grabbing dinner," Seraphina protested verbally, though a flutter of anticipation was already blooming in her chest.

Sienna walked through the front door carrying a sleek thermal thermos, a delicate smile plastered on her face.

She had specifically chosen a soft pink dress and light makeup today, aiming for an aura of gentle elegance.

"Mrs. Sullivan, I made some soothing chamomile tea for you. It's wonderful for recovery," she said, heading straight for Victoria's room.

Victoria was still hiding under her hat and mask, sitting by the window to get some sun.

At the sound of Sienna's voice, she didn't even bother to turn her head.

"Leave it."

Her tone was completely flat. She couldn't even summon the energy to fake politeness.

Every time she looked at Sienna, she was violently reminded of the girl who destroyed her face, and it made her blood boil.

Sienna set the thermos on the table and offered a few more sycophantic words of comfort.

Victoria merely gave noncommittal grunts, clearly desperate for the conversation to end.

Unfazed, Sienna smiled sweetly. "Well then, I'll go check on Sebastian. He's been working so hard lately, I brought some artisan soup for him, too."

Victoria finally spared her a glance, her eyes unreadable.

Eventually, she gave a stiff nod. "Go on."