My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 290

He blinked, thrown off by the sudden interrogation. "It's called Stellaris Systems."

Not Paradox.

A wave of intense relief flooded her chest, quickly chased by a spike of raw anxiety.

"Have you ever heard of a firm called Paradox Logic? They're an AI developer based in Aventine too," she probed cautiously.

His thick brows pulled together.

"Paradox?" He ran the name through his encyclopedic mental database. "No. Doesn't ring a bell. Why?"

"Could you..." She took a measured breath. "Could you hold off on signing the paperwork for Stellaris? Just long enough to look into Paradox?"

He stared at her, utter confusion radiating from his dark eyes.

"Sera, why on earth are you suddenly taking a sudden interest in obscure tech startups?"

She bit down hard on her bottom lip.

She knew how completely deranged she must sound right now.

A heavily pregnant woman suddenly demanding her billionaire husband pivot a multi-million dollar acquisition to save a defunct firm a thousand miles away? It defied all logic.

But she couldn't out her unborn son's psychic abilities.

Not yet, anyway.

"I had a dream last night."

She spun the lie as smoothly as possible. "I dreamt about this desperate engineer named Fletcher. He said his AI company was flat broke and about to be liquidated, but he swore his underlying tech was revolutionary. He was begging for a lifeline."

God, the excuse sounded incredibly pathetic even to her own ears.

Lucian held her gaze in absolute silence.

She braced herself for an immediate rejection, already scrambling to concoct a better lie. Instead, a slow, devastatingly handsome smile broke across his face.

"Alright."

"Alright?" She nearly choked. "You don't think I've completely lost my mind?"

"You're pregnant. The hormones cause vivid dreams," he said rationally, reaching over to gently pinch her cheek. "Besides, you've never wasted my time with nonsense before. If you want me to audit Paradox, I'll audit Paradox."

He hadn't forgotten the monumental land acquisition deal. It was her wild 'intuition' that had secured that plot, a move that was currently raking in millions in pure profit.

Like the old saying went: A smart man bets on his wife's instincts.

Her jaw practically hit the floor.

She hadn't expected him to capitulate that effortlessly.

Checking his Rolex, he pushed back his chair and leaned down to press a hard kiss to her temple.

"I need to go. I'll have Christian rip through Paradox's financials immediately."

"Okay," she whispered, playing the dutiful wife.

Snatching up his briefcase, he made it halfway to the door before stopping and glancing back.

"Sera."

"Yeah?"

"If your little premonition actually pans out, I'm going to reward you thoroughly when I get home," he purred, a wicked, predatory smirk curling his lips.

Her face flushed crimson, and she bit her lip to stop herself from smiling.

Having successfully rattled her, he spun on his heel and strode out the front door.

The heavy door clicked shut, plunging the house back into total silence.

Seraphina looked down at her swollen stomach and let out a massive, shaky exhale.

That had been way too close.