My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 308

"Your timing is perfect. Come look at your nephew. Over six pounds and strong as an ox!"

Eleanor's voice swelled with immense pride.

Not too long ago, she had been terrified Lucian would never settle down.

Who could have imagined he would become a father so quickly?

Seraphina was truly the greatest blessing to the Langford family.

Landon stepped closer, looking down at the peacefully sleeping baby. He reached out, gently tapping his finger against the tiny, clenched fist.

Instantly, Hudson's hand locked around Landon's finger. Landon froze in surprise before letting out a light laugh.

"Wow, he's got quite a grip."

"Exactly!"

Eleanor beamed, her eyes crinkling with delight. "Lucian was exactly the same way when he was a baby. He'd grab onto anyone's finger and refuse to let go."

"Like father, like son."

The more Eleanor spoke about her great-grandson, the more energized she became.

Landon gently withdrew his hand and turned to face Lucian.

"Congratulations on becoming a father, Lucian."

"Thanks," Lucian replied flatly.

Landon didn't mind the cold reception; he was entirely used to it.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Eleanor, he announced his departure.

Eleanor waved her hand dismissively. "Go on, go on. I know you young people are busy. But you need to start hurrying up, too. Look at Lucian—he already has a son."

She just couldn't resist dropping a hint about marriage.

Landon offered a helpless smile. "Don't worry, Grandma Eleanor. I have a plan."

With that, he made a quick exit to avoid any further lecturing.

Once the door clicked shut, the room descended into a brief, heavy silence.

Eleanor muttered under her breath, "That boy. Always so secretive."

Seraphina looked down at the gift box in her hands, hesitating over whether she should open it.

Lucian stepped forward, taking the box from her, and swiftly pulled off the ribbon.

Inside lay a pair of exquisite, solid silver baby bracelets. Engraved on the shimmering metal was the word, "Blessings."

It was a solid gift—not overly ostentatious, but certainly not cheap.

It struck the perfect balance.

But ultimate supremacy was exactly what made people lethally jealous.

Landon tapped his fingers rhythmically against the leather steering wheel, calculating his next move.

He needed to accelerate his efforts with Melody Monroe.

While the Monroe family wasn't old money like the Langfords, their network and vast resources in the corporate world were terrifyingly potent.

If he could solidify an alliance with them, his precarious standing in the Langford family would shift dramatically.

As for Lucian...

Landon's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.

He knew his older brother all too well.

Lucian operated like a ruthless, unfeeling machine in public, but underneath, he was violently protective of those he loved.

Before, Seraphina had been his only weakness.

Now, he had a newborn son.

The more weaknesses a man possessed, the easier he was to destroy.

And Landon's sole mission was to aim directly for the heart.