My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 325

Early the next morning, Seraphina woke up to find the space beside her empty.

Heading downstairs, she found Lucian in the dining room, sipping black coffee with a half-eaten piece of toast on his plate.

"You're up early," she remarked, taking a seat across from him.

"I have a nine o'clock with Alistair." Lucian checked his watch. "I'll be heading out soon."

Susan brought out a bowl of oatmeal. Seraphina took a spoonful and asked casually, "How do you plan on handling him?"

"Carrot first, then the stick," Lucian replied smoothly.

Seraphina wasn't entirely sure what that meant, but she didn't press for details.

She had absolute faith in his brilliance.

After breakfast, Lucian changed into a sharp suit and prepared to leave.

Reaching the front door, he paused and glanced back at her.

"Stay home with the baby today. Don't go running off."

"I know, I know," Seraphina replied, waving him off while bouncing Little Bean in her arms.

She was still in the middle of her postpartum recovery—it wasn't like she was going clubbing.

Lucian's gaze shifted to Little Bean. The tiny newborn was wide awake, his dark, expressive eyes staring right back at him.

Walking back over, Lucian pressed a tender kiss to his son's forehead.

"Daddy's off to secure your trust fund."

Little Bean blinked and let out a soft, garbled coo.

It almost sounded like a tiny, enthusiastic cheer.

Watching the exchange, Seraphina couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Look at that. Your son is rooting for you."

A faint smile touched Lucian's lips before he turned and stepped out the door.

"I'm saying I can give you exactly what he offered." Lucian set the cup down, his penetrating gaze locking onto Alistair. "But I can also give you what he can't."

"And what is that?"

"The Langford Group's global infrastructure." Lucian's voice was quiet, but every syllable struck like a hammer.

"It doesn't matter how revolutionary Paradox's tech is; eventually, it needs to reach the market. The Langford Group has impenetrable distribution networks across Southeast Asia, Europe, and North America. Landon doesn't have a fraction of that reach."

Alistair fell silent.

Lucian was speaking undeniable facts.

Landon might have spent a few years playing businessman overseas, but his connections were practically non-existent compared to the decades of dominance the Langford Group possessed.

"There's one more thing you need to know," Lucian added coolly. "Landon's capital is locked up. He cannot honor his bid in the short term."

Alistair frowned heavily. "Landon didn't strike me as a man who couldn't write the check."

"He can write it, but it's going to bounce unless he buys himself time," Lucian replied with icy composure. "And three months from now, the valuation of your patents will skyrocket. You know that better than anyone."