My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 202

She picked up her phone and fired off a text to Lucian.

"I know exactly what to do about the press conference. I want the same day, the exact same venue, right in the hall next door."

Lucian's reply came through almost instantly. "Done."

A faint smirk touched Seraphina's lips.

Sebastian thought he could use her patents to stage a comeback. She was going to teach him that stolen goods never truly belonged to the thief.

She put her phone down and opened the technical comparison report in front of her. She would not need a script or a teleprompter for this press conference. She was going to lay out the undeniable facts, piece by piece, right in front of the entire world.

Little Bean whispered excitedly in her mind, "Mom, is Sebastian's face going to turn green?"

Seraphina thought about it for a second. "Most likely."

Little Bean giggled. "Then I definitely need front-row seats for this."

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Wednesday arrived at the city's convention center.

By nine-thirty in the morning, the parking lot was completely packed.

Reporters and journalists crowded the entrance, eagerly awaiting the grand unveiling of the Sullivan Group's new energy project.

Sebastian stood backstage in the main hall. Dressed in an immaculate gray suit with not a single hair out of place, he looked the part.

He adjusted his tie in the mirror one last time and took a deep, steadying breath.

Sienna sat proudly in the front row. Wearing a custom-tailored white suit and flawless makeup, she wore a picture-perfect smile.

Zelda sat next to her, practically buzzing with excitement. "There are so many powerful people here today. You need to make sure you mingle and network later."

Sienna quietly warned her, "Mom, keep it together."

Zelda immediately straightened her posture.

At exactly ten o'clock, Sebastian strode onto the stage.

Sienna said nothing, completely paralyzed.

From the adjacent stage, Seraphina's calm, sweeping gaze took in the stunned audience before finally locking onto Sebastian.

She did not rush to speak. She waited until the chaotic murmurs completely died down before lifting her microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for taking up a few minutes of your time. Today, there are two press conferences happening simultaneously. One is for the Sullivan Group's new energy project, and the other is an independent briefing on my personal patented technology."

"Normally, these would remain entirely separate affairs. But as fate would have it, our two topics have collided."

She clicked her remote, and the first page of her technical comparison report flashed onto the massive screen behind her.

"The core technical parameters Mr. Sullivan just presented to you are entirely identical to the ones you see here."

"The problem is, these technologies are the result of my blood, sweat, and countless sleepless nights. Every single parameter has a comprehensive, time-stamped research and development log. So, Mr. Sullivan, would you care to explain exactly where your technology came from?"

Sebastian's voice grew tight. "Seraphina, do not throw around baseless accusations. The Sullivan Group's technology was developed entirely in-house. It has absolutely nothing to do with your patents."

"In-house development?"