"Go check it out. It's a girl," Jordan said.
He'd just gotten word from Andrew over the phone.
The surgical team had been handpicked by Andrew, so he had gotten the news firsthand and even prepared a gift.
The newborn got wheeled out. Bundled up, she looked tiny and soft.
"Whoa, she looks like a rat," Liza blurted.
Robert nodded. "She does."
The doctor chuckled, "That's normal for newborns. She'll full up in a few days."
"She's cute," Drake said, hovering over the baby.
He wanted to tease her but worried he'd mess her up.
"Wait, where's Marion?" He blinked, realizing the guy who'd been pacing was gone.
"He bolted inside the moment the door opened," Liza said, seeing it all.
Debra lay on the table, still out. Her face was a bit pale.
Marion gently wiped the sweat off her forehead, only relaxing once he knew she was okay.
In the hall, everyone cooed over the baby. Drake's ears pricked at the sound of dress shoes clicking closer. He turned and saw Juan approaching.
"Lillian. That's a nice name," Juan said, leaving with a smile.
Liza tickled the baby. "Lillian, aren't you so adorable?"
Soon, Erica's call came through. Randy and she were staying put at the Potter Mansion.
"She's born? Come on. Let me see her," she said eagerly.
Randy echoed, "If it weren't for Solomon, we'd be there."
The news traveled fast. By that night, almost everyone in Seamar City learned about Lillian Houston's birth.
The girl was born at the top of the pyramid and with a silver spoon in her mouth.

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