My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 399

"Hmm?"

Seraphina pulled her gaze away from Little Bean and looked at Lucian. "What's wrong?"

Lucian closed the distance between them, wrapping his arm around Seraphina's shoulder.

Seraphina froze for a fraction of a second before bringing her hand up to rest on his, patting it gently.

Lucian pressed his lips into a tight line and shook his head slightly.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, taking a slow, deep breath.

For years, he had operated as a lone wolf. He had never imagined how grounding it could feel to have someone fighting in his corner.

The faint, sweet scent of her perfume washed over him, completely soothing his tension.

"You've been working so hard lately," Lucian's voice was muffled and heavy.

Seraphina gave his hand another reassuring pat. "It's nothing I can't handle."

With their strategy locked in, the two shifted into execution mode.

Lucian took charge of fabricating internal documents to make The Marina AI Research Hub look like the Langford Group's crown jewel for the fiscal year. He would ensure the bait was leaked straight through Zachary Banks' pipeline.

Seraphina managed the external pressure. She reached out to Tiffany Taylor, leveraging her media connections to publish highly credible PR pieces detailing the Langford Group's massive investment into the Marina district.

They sat side-by-side on the couch, mapping out every logistical detail.

Propped up against the edge of his crib, Little Bean tilted his head, watching his parents huddle closely over the glowing laptop screen. He felt a profound sense of awe.

"Look at this visual. If I knew how to operate a camera, I would frame this and call it 'The Apex Predators.'"

He glanced down at his own chubby, dimpled hands.

"And of course, their lethal cub."

He let out a tiny, squeaky yawn.

"The cub requires sleep. But no! I must audit this strategy session! This is a mandatory curriculum for the sixth-generation heir of the Langford dynasty!"

Thirty seconds later, Little Bean was dead to the world.

Seraphina glanced over at him, a smirk playing on her lips. "So much for his mandatory curriculum."

A while later, Little Bean jerked awake.

Just as they finalized the deployment phases, Lucian's phone buzzed with a message from Christian Chase.

Zachary Banks had taken half the day off. Surveillance footage tracked him to a private tea house, where he sat across from an unidentified man.

Christian attached a stealth photo of the meet.

Seraphina leaned over Lucian's shoulder to look at the screen, her heart skipping a beat.

She recognized that face. It was the same man she had seen lurking in a parked car outside Langford Manor the day York Zeller paid a visit.

Little Bean, who was aggressively sucking down his warm milk, suddenly stopped.

His inner voice hit a fever pitch. "Mommy!! That's the guy! That day outside the manor, the extra set of footsteps I heard belonged to him!"

Seraphina replied in her mind, "Well, aren't we just completely in sync today."

Little Bean let out a smug mental hmph. "Obviously. Just look at whose DNA I inherited."

Seraphina and Lucian locked eyes.

"The middleman has officially surfaced."