My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 387

As the sound of the running shower echoed from the bathroom, Seraphina lay on the bed, slowly regaining her senses.

She pulled out her phone, taking screenshots of Melody's recent social media posts and uploading them to a secure cloud drive.

Little Bean's voice popped into her head. "Mommy, are you gathering evidence?"

Seraphina didn't answer. She just stared at the ceiling, a subtle smirk playing on her lips.

Two days later.

Seraphina and Lucian's relationship had completely recovered. If anything, they were even closer than before.

That morning, after finishing breakfast, it was time for Lucian to leave for work.

He pushed his chair back and walked over to Seraphina.

Sensing his approach, she looked up at him.

He leaned down, slowly closing the distance between them.

Seraphina's throat went dry. She shot him a warning glance, silently reminding him that Susan and Little Bean were right there.

Lucian didn't stop. He leaned in until his lips brushed gently against her forehead, then immediately pulled back.

Seraphina had already squeezed her eyes shut in anticipation, only to realize...

That was it?

She opened her eyes and glared at him.

Lucian smirked, reaching out to tap her lightly on the nose. "What's wrong? Disappointed?"

Seraphina's face flushed a brilliant shade of crimson. She stammered, "I... I am not..."

"I have a crucial bidding conference today. I have to go. Wait for me to come home."

Lucian didn't dare tease her any further, afraid she might actually combust from embarrassment.

"Okay," Seraphina replied softly.

Lucian turned around, a satisfied smile on his face, and headed out the door.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared from view that Seraphina's racing heart finally began to settle.

...

The Langford Group was participating in the bidding for the Westside Industrial Park modernization project. It was one of the company's most critical strategic moves of the entire year.

Lucian's team was heavily prepared. Their proposal was flawless, and their financial projections were painstakingly calculated. They were determined to win.

Just as Lucian's team took their seats, a commotion rippled near the entrance of the conference hall.

"Lucian. Long time no see." York extended his hand.

Lucian reached out to return the gesture.

Before they could connect, York abruptly snatched his hand back, leaving Lucian awkwardly grasping at empty air.

York chuckled mockingly and sat down in the row directly in front of him.

Without turning around, he declared, "This time, I will not lose to you."

Lucian couldn't care less about the petty provocation. He smirked. "We'll see about that."

The bidding commenced shortly after.

The organizers began announcing the submitted quotes.

As expected, Lucian's proposed figure was the highest in the room.

Every eye turned toward him, practically treating him as the undisputed victor.

York turned around in his seat, locking eyes with Lucian. "Don't celebrate just yet."

Right on cue, the organizers announced the quote from York's company. It beat The Langford Group's bid by exactly ten dollars.