When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 689: His Fingers Moved Again

"My wife had a natural birth, and she is currently in a very stable condition. Our baby’s name is Joy, a name chosen by both my wife and me. We don’t have high expectations for her; we just hope she can be happy all her life."

"Additionally, I would like to take this opportunity to promise all the employees of the Prestige Group that from today onwards, everyone will enjoy a three-day paid holiday. The only condition is that not everyone takes it at the same time; work should be handed over properly, and shifts will be rotated."

Wow!

The reporters’ eyes were filled with envious stars, each covering their mouths in surprise! So generous??

Don’t underestimate this small three-day holiday—it’s paid!

This is free money, and with so many subsidiaries in Prestige Group, how many employees must there be?

In reality, this sum of money is not small.

Adrian Lancaster continued—

"Moreover, all customers, within one month, shopping at our Prestige malls and hotels can enjoy a 50% discount! And there will be absolutely no price hikes on all goods. We welcome everyone to supervise!"

This discount is joyfully delightful!!!

The reporters went wild, each one screaming and applauding in gratitude!

Because of this benefit, anyone can enjoy it. Prestige only offers high-end products; the quality is indeed good, but it’s also indeed expensive.

And the Prestige Group’s industries bloom all over Argent, encompassing dining, real estate, malls, tea art, hotels, clothing...

Once reported, this news exploded across the internet, with shares, comments, likes, and all sorts of cheers, again occupying the hot searches.

The Lancaster Family welcomed a little princess; it truly felt like the whole city was celebrating.

For the past few days, Eliza Hayes had been staying by Caleb Lancaster’s side, and the recent topics weren’t about the past anymore.

They were about the little baby because she would call to inquire about her daughter-in-law’s condition.

"Caleb, you must wake up quickly. Joy is really adorable; you’ll definitely be happy to see her."

As she spoke these words, she couldn’t help but smile.

Caleb Lancaster lay flat on the bed, and his closed eyes finally moved, with the fingers on Eliza Hayes’ side twitching.

This scene happened to catch Eliza Hayes’ eye!

Her whole body was tense, staring in shock and surprise at his fingers!!

She doubted her own eyes for a moment!

She held her breath, just watching...!

About five seconds later, the fingers resting outside the blanket clearly moved a few times. Although there wasn’t much strength—

They were really moving!!

Visibly moving!! 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"Caleb!!" she shouted in excitement, quickly reaching out to grab his fingers, "Caleb..." This time, she half-bent over, calling carefully.

"Caleb, you have consciousness, don’t you? You can hear me speaking, right?"

With her heart racing, she asked through tears.

The fingers in her palm moved again distinctly, as if responding to her.

It was then that Eliza Hayes came to her senses!!

"Doctor!! Doctor!!!" she shouted towards the door, engulfed by an intense joy.

Soon, several doctors arrived upon hearing the call.

Anxiously, Eliza Hayes told everyone, "He responded, his fingers moved!! Just now, I saw it with my own eyes! He can hear me speaking! He can hear!!"

The doctors were particularly excited upon hearing this, quickly coming over to examine him. Eliza Hayes released his hand and stepped back a few steps to make way.

She stayed in the room, nervously anticipating.

Outside the heavily guarded front gate of the picturesque villa by the mountain and water stood Claire Keller, gazing for a long time at the villa in the yard. She knew Caleb was inside.

Her eyes were filled with sadness, and her figure seemed lonely in the cold wind.

Having accompanied Caleb for twenty years, she had long been accustomed to his presence. Every day since he was taken away, she missed him immensely.

Her heart was tormented at all times, and she often subjected herself to moral judgment, feeling like a thief.