My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 321

Alistair Fletcher pushed up his glasses, withholding an immediate response.

He knew, of course, that the Langford Group was here to negotiate an acquisition.

The morning delegation had arrived in sharp suits, bringing an entire team of legal and financial experts in a flawless lineup.

Their lead representative spoke politely, but his stance was undeniable.

Terms were negotiable; the intent to acquire was absolute.

Now, Landon Langford had walked through his doors.

Having navigated the cutthroat corporate world for so long, Alistair understood exactly what this meant—two brothers fighting over the same prized cut of meat.

Alistair paused for a moment before speaking up. "Go ahead, Landon."

Landon didn't rush to throw out a number. Instead, he asked a simple question. "Mr. Fletcher, what does Paradox need the most right now?"

Alistair froze briefly, then gave an honest answer. "Capital and market channels."

"The Langford Group can give you the capital, but they can't give you the priority you deserve."

"In Lucian's empire, Paradox would just be another drop in the ocean of his investments. You wouldn't even make the top of the list."

He paused, meeting Alistair's gaze head-on.

"But I'm different. If I acquire Paradox, I will personally oversee this project and run it as a core asset."

Alistair fell into a stunned silence.

Landon's words had struck right at the heart of his concerns.

When the Langford Group's team came by that morning, their attitude had been perfectly professional, but it was clear they were just conducting a routine evaluation.

Their strictly business demeanor made him feel like his company was nothing more than a commodity waiting for a price tag.

It felt completely devoid of soul.

But who could truly understand?

Paradox Logic was like his own child. He had nurtured it from the ground up, and naturally, he wanted it to be valued by whoever took it on.

And Landon's pitch, at the very least, sounded like he cared much more.

"What are your terms, Landon?" Alistair asked, a hint of urgency in his voice.

Landon stated a figure.

Alistair's brow twitched slightly.

From a purely financial standpoint, this was a terrible deal.

But he was betting everything on Paradox's explosive future growth.

If those core patents became the industry standard just as he predicted, every extra dollar spent now would multiply a hundredfold down the line.

Besides, the money wasn't even the most important part.

It was about snatching away the very thing Lucian wanted before he could get his hands on it.

At that thought, the corners of Landon's mouth curved upward into a predatory smirk.

As long as it meant crushing Lucian, it was all worth it.

He started the engine and drove out of the Innovation District.

Landon was in excellent spirits. He turned up the music in his car, humming along to the beat.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed.

He glanced down and saw a message from Melody Monroe.

"Are you done with work? My dad wants to invite you over for dinner next weekend."