My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 307

Meanwhile, at the Langford estate.

Landon sat comfortably on the sofa in his private apartment, swirling a glass of whiskey. A massive projection screen dominated the opposite wall.

Displayed on the screen was a photograph—Lucian cradling a newborn, his expression startlingly tender, the absolute picture of a devoted father.

Landon raised his glass toward the image in a mock toast.

"Congratulations, Lucian," he murmured, his lips curling into a sharp smirk that didn't reach his eyes. "You're a father."

He downed the whiskey in a single, burning gulp.

Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number.

Once the line connected, he delivered a single, calculated sentence.

"Phase one is complete. Prepare to launch phase two."

Silence hung on the line for two seconds before a low male voice responded.

"Understood."

Landon ended the call and walked over to his floor-to-ceiling windows, staring out at the sprawling city skyline.

He had waited a lifetime for this very moment.

And now, the real game was finally beginning.

...

The following morning, Eleanor arrived at the hospital bright and early.

She truly couldn't sit still at the estate for a single moment.

And this time, she didn't come alone. The family chauffeur and Gretchen trailed closely behind her.

Gretchen was carrying two massive designer shopping bags stuffed to the brim with baby supplies.

"Grandma Eleanor, are you trying to move in?" Lucian massaged his temples, already feeling a headache coming on as he stared at the mountain of items.

It was completely unnecessary; they had already purchased everything they could possibly need.

"Move in? This is barely the tip of the iceberg!" Eleanor waved him off dismissively.

"These are just the essentials. I'll have someone deliver a few imported cribs and strollers later. You need to be fully stocked here too."

"We already have all of that," Lucian replied flatly.

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