My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 128

Despite her lingering resentment, Victoria had to admit that Sienna had been playing the role of the devoted future daughter-in-law flawlessly lately.

Sienna stepped out of the bedroom, the sweet smile instantly dropping from her face.

Passing a mirror in the hallway, she caught her reflection, a flash of dark venom crossing her eyes.

The miserable old hag, who was she glaring at?

She was subjected to that icy attitude every single time she visited.

If it weren't for her burning ambition to become Mrs. Sullivan, she wouldn't waste a single second catering to the woman.

Taking a deep breath, Sienna pinned the perfect, loving smile back onto her face and glided toward Sebastian's home office.

...

The office door was left slightly ajar.

Just as Sienna raised her hand to knock, she heard Sebastian's deep, furious voice echoing from inside.

"...You can't find anything? You're all a bunch of useless idiots! What the hell am I paying you for? It's been three days, and you still can't find a single zoning update for the Riverside area?"

Someone murmured an excuse over the phone, and Sebastian let out a bitter laugh.

"Lucian Langford doesn't take gambles. He walked away from a premium goldmine and threw $300 million at a barren wasteland—he has insider information. Keep digging! Tear the city archives apart if you have to, but find me something!"

He desperately needed to know if Lucian was truly that brilliant.

The fact that his rival had pulled off such a wildly unconventional move was driving him insane.

Sienna's hand froze mid-air. When the shouting finally died down, she hesitated for a moment before tapping gently on the wood.

"Sebastian? It's me."

Silence stretched for two long seconds.

"Come in."

Sienna pushed the door open to find Sebastian slouched behind his desk. His dress shirt sleeves were rolled up to his forearms, and his tie hung loose and discarded around his collar.

His brows were locked in a tight scowl, and the ashtray in front of him was overflowing with crushed cigarettes.

A heavy haze of smoke filled the room.

It was blatantly obvious that he was in a foul mood.

Sienna wrinkled her nose slightly but kept her smile intact as she approached, setting the thermos on his desk.

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