Chapter 247 She’s Having This Baby, And She’s Building Her Career

• With Lin Feng that Stephie found, Sienna gave the family driver back to Melanie. After a few days of rest at home, Kaylee couldn’t sit still. Sling on her arm, she bustled around with Lin Feng, handling everything. With Kaylee there, Sienna didn’t have to worry about daily stuff—Kaylee had it all nailed. It was the day for a health checkup. The ultrasound confirmed an intrauterine pregnancy, and the baby was developing well. Staring at the little gestational sac on the printout, something inside her chest twitched. She couldn’t help sighing to Kaylee: “If you and Kayden hadn’t swapped me out last time, I don’t dare imagine what would’ve happened.” If she’d been the one to take that hit, then this baby… Kaylee shuddered too. “You really saw it coming, boss. You guessed someone would pull a dirty trick. Our little sweetheart’s a lucky star.” Sienna handed all the checkup files to Lin Feng, then told Kaylee, “Not sure how Kayden’s recovery’s going. Later, go pick a few things from the storeroom and have them sent over. I can’t finish all those supplements.” Kaylee grinned. “I had a big bowl last night. Lucky me and Kayden.” What Sienna didn’t know—once Lin Feng got the ultrasound sheet, he snapped a photo in a flash. Clean, no trace. In the car, Kaylee said, “Boss, Goldlux Hotel’s close by. Want to swing over and rest a bit? We’ve still got a while till lunch.” “No need. I’m not tired. Head straight back to the company.” She called home and reported the checkup. Two women chimed in one after another, worried she was too young to know every do and don’t about pregnancy and might miss something important. Old Mrs. Ainsworth cut straight in: “Work is nothing compared to you and the baby. If there’s a loss, so be it. Worst case, I’ll use my burial savings to take care of you and my great-grandchild.” Melanie added, “Enna, don’t overwork yourself. You must rest. No more grinding like you used to.” They nagged and fussed, but Sienna didn’t mind. It warmed her heart. Walking into Ainsworth Tower, she thought: she’s having this baby, and she’s building her career. Two hands, both steady. In the afternoon, the general manager of Zhongqin Trading came to report. Last year, after taking Callan’s advice, they revamped their livestream sales. In just three months, sales jumped fivefold. Zhongqin Trading was left by Sienna’s grandfather. They mainly dealt in handicraft items, teahouses, and coffee beans. The person in charge over there was the one Marcus had trusted most—not yet fifty, named Zhuo Cheng. Zhuo Cheng was a bit pale and chubby, and he was thorough whenever he reported. When Marcus died suddenly in a car crash back then, Zhuo helped guard what the Abbotts left behind. Later, when Sienna fully took over both businesses, Zhuo was the first to stand up and back her. With him on that side, Sienna felt at ease about Zhongqin Trading. “Ms. Ainsworth, I’m planning to start a livestream for Yipin Pavilion too. Aside from selling coffee beans, we can also promote our tea culture.” Sienna skimmed the finance report, getting happier by the page. She was drowning in debt and honestly broke. Seeing those numbers, her eyes lit up. She nodded. “Do it. If there’s a gold rush out there, why shouldn’t we grab some?” Then she paused, thought it through, and said, “But one thing—our videos need quality. We’re not doing low-effort skits that chase clicks.” Zhuo jumped in, “Exactly. That’s why I was hoping you could keep an eye out for someone with stellar presence—knows tea, and preferably plays an instrument and is versed in the five fine arts. I want to build a star influencer—make it unique, make it cultural.” “I know the bar’s high. But you’ve got reach, Ms. Ainsworth. Maybe you’ll have the perfect candidate to recommend.” Sienna’s eyes sparked. Honestly, the second she heard his wish list, a name rose in her mind. It was like the role had been tailor-made.