Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation-Chapter 742: My Baby

Chapter 742 – My Baby

She placed a hand over his chest.

Right where the Eye sat.

"I hear the King tested you."

Her fingers tightened in the fabric of his shirt.

"And I think... what if I lose you."

Lux felt something unpleasant in his throat.

Annoying.

Unnecessary.

Dangerous.

"You won’t," he said quickly.

"That’s not a promise you control."

She swallowed.

"I am trying, Lux."

He blinked.

"What?"

"I’m trying to be better."

That was not the direction he expected this to go. And no... he didn’t like this.

"I started investing."

Lux’s brows lifted.

She gave him a small, almost shy smile.

"Real businesses. Not just social circles. Not just influence dinners."

He stared.

"You?"

"Yes, me."

She crossed her arms, suddenly defensive.

"I can build things too."

"I never said you couldn’t."

"You didn’t have to."

Ouch!

The Eye did not need to confirm that one.

She exhaled.

"I wanted to show you I’m not just... decoration."

Lux felt a sharp twist in his chest.

"That’s ridiculous."

"Is it?"

"Yes."

He said it firmly this time.

"You are not decoration."

She studied his face.

The Eye confirmed it.

No sarcasm.

No calculation.

She meant that.

She relaxed slightly.

"I wanted to understand your world," she said more quietly. "Balance sheets. Risk models. Liquidity."

Lux blinked.

"You read liquidity reports?"

She grimaced.

"They are extremely boring."

He almost laughed.

Almost.

"But I tried," she insisted. "Because if something happens to you, I want to understand what you built."

That hit.

Harder than the spear.

Lux looked away briefly.

"I am not dying."

She stepped closer again.

"That’s not the point."

He exhaled slowly.

"You’re saying that a lot."

"Yes."

She placed her palm flat against his chest again.

"You are not just leverage or the Greed heir."

He stiffened slightly.

"You heard that."

"Of course I heard that."

She narrowed her eyes.

"You are not turning your death into a financial instrument."

He muttered under his breath, "It’s contingency."

She smacked his arm lightly.

"No."

He stared at her.

The Eye pulsed softly.

Fear.

Love.

Regret.

Hope.

All real.

All raw.

He wanted to deflect again.

Say something smug.

But the Eye wouldn’t let him lie to himself.

She was terrified.

Not of losing an heir.

Of losing her son.

He swallowed once.

Then nodded slowly.

He nodded once.

"That’s good, I guess..." A pause. "Uh, anyway, I have a gala."

She blinked.

"Now?"

"Yes."

Zavros leaned back on the couch. "He secured reality surveillance, fused forbidden weapons, and now wants champagne."

Seraphyne stared at Lux.

"You are ridiculous."

Lux smirked.

"I am balanced."

She shook her head but there was relief in her eyes now.

"Fine. Go. But if the King even blinks at you wrong—"

"Revolution contingency already prepared."

Both of them stared at him.

He blinked.

"...What."

Zavros dragged a hand down his face.

Seraphyne sighed.

He walked toward the door.

"Bye now."

Seraphyne smiled softly. "Please take care of yourself."

Zavros muttered, "He is my best investment."

Lux paused at the doorway, without turning.

"Obviously."

Then he left.

The door slid shut behind him with that soft Greed Tower hiss that always sounded too clean for how messy their lives actually were.

Silence dropped into the office.

Not the awkward kind.

The heavy kind.

Seraphyne didn’t move at first.

She just stood there, staring at the closed door like if she stared hard enough it would reopen and he would walk back in and say something sarcastic about emotional volatility.

He didn’t.

She exhaled.

And then her knees almost gave out.

Zavros caught her before she fully collapsed, pulling her into him automatically, instinctively. She buried her face into his chest and this time it wasn’t dramatic Lust theatrics.

It was fear.

Real fear.

Her fingers gripped the fabric of his shirt hard enough to wrinkle it.

"My baby..." she whispered.

Zavros huffed softly, resting his chin on her head. "Lux isn’t a baby anymore, honey."

Her shoulders trembled faintly.

"He grew up already," Zavros continued, quieter now. "He’s stronger than me."

She pulled back just enough to look at him, eyes glassy but not crying. Not yet.

"But he’s still my baby."

Zavros didn’t argue that.

He didn’t dare.

"He looked so calm," she said, voice tight. "Too calm."

Zavros’s jaw tightened.

"I know."

"He talks about dying like it’s a tax scenario."

"I know that too."

She pressed her forehead against his chest again. "That’s not normal."

Zavros let out a dry laugh that didn’t hold humor. "We’re not normal."

She smacked his chest lightly. "That’s not funny."

"I’m not joking."

Zavros closed his eyes briefly.

"He’s been carrying too much for too long."

She pulled back again.

"That’s your fault."

Zavros didn’t flinch.

"I know."

"You left him..." A pause. Then, in a much softer voice, "No, we left him... And he learned to survive without us."

Zavros looked toward the door Lux had walked through.

"He didn’t just survive. He evolved."

Seraphyne swallowed.

"And what if that evolution costs him?"

Zavros didn’t answer immediately.

Because he didn’t have one.

She wiped her eyes angrily.

"I don’t want to bury my child."

The words hung in the air like something forbidden.

Zavros’s voice went low.

"You won’t."

"You don’t know that."

"No," he admitted. "I don’t."

She leaned into him again, softer this time.

"I should have been better."

"You’re trying now."

"That doesn’t erase before."

"No," Zavros said quietly. "But it matters."

She whispered again, almost to herself, "He’s still my baby."

Zavros sighed softly.

"And he’s also a sovereign who just armed himself like a war treaty violation."

She let out a weak, broken laugh.

"I hate that he’s this strong."

"I’m proud of it."

Seraphyne looked up at him sharply. Pride. Fear. Love. All tangled in her eyes.

Zavros’s expression shifted. The softness faded. Something older surfaced. Colder. Greed Lord. War survivor. Economy architect of Hell.

"And I won’t let Lux fight alone."

Her breath caught.

"You..."

Her gaze sharpened instantly.

"You used that forbidden artifact?"