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When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster

Chapter 19: Mrs. Lancaster Has a Disciple

Author: Yunjin Book
updatedAt: 2025-10-29

CHAPTER 19: CHAPTER 19: MRS. LANCASTER HAS A DISCIPLE

She arrived at the large office of the design department and had just sat down at her workstation when Nancy Jennings passed by and casually tossed a stack of documents at her.

The girl was startled, "Thank you, Director Jennings!" she said, but by the time she turned her gaze, Nancy had already walked away.

Faye Turner picked up the documents and glanced around, feeling that the office atmosphere today was different from yesterday. No one was teasing or mocking her; it was as if they had forgotten about yesterday’s incident and were busy with their work.

So, she also started to seriously look at the materials.

The documents introduced the establishment of the Prestige Group’s design department, its importance, and the historical achievements of the team, as well as awards won by their works internationally.

Faye was roughly shocked upon a brief glance; each achievement was impressive and not to be underestimated.

However, in the past two years, perhaps due to increased competition in the industry or the constantly rising aesthetic of the audience, there hadn’t been any particularly eye-catching works.

As a result, the entire design department was under a lot of pressure.

The documents also included personal profiles of the designers.

To be honest, after reading, Faye felt that these people’s standards exceeded her expectations, even though a big company like Prestige Group was known for its hidden talents.

Among these documents, there was one that Adrian Lancaster valued the most, which was about the company’s year-end launch of the ’Eternal Glance’ series.

This was a jewelry design, focusing on necklaces, with earrings as complements.

There were only four short months, with one month to produce design drafts, then evaluations, followed by selection of styles for customization.

No wonder the office atmosphere was noticeably different today; everyone was racing against time.

Because the president valued it, the design department dared not slack off, and even Nancy Jennings and Director Peterson were involved in the jewelry design, all to provide a design draft that would please the president and demonstrate the team’s capabilities.

Today, the design department was short of three people, transferred to a branch company. Rumor had it that the entire company would face layoffs.

Faced with large-scale personnel changes, everyone was very tense.

Just after finishing reading the materials, Faye Turner’s Xiaohongshu app notified her of a message. She opened it and was quite surprised to find it was from Mr. Moon.

"Master, how have you been lately?" the other party asked.

Upon seeing the message, Faye smiled and quickly typed a response, telling him that she had found a job related to design.

The other party was happy for her and quickly replied—

"With your talent, Master, you should have been in design long ago. Which company has such an honor?"

Faye didn’t elaborate. She preferred to keep a low profile since she was still in the internship period and her job was unstable.

The other party then told her—

"By the way, after showing you that work last time and receiving your suggestion, I had an epiphany and the eighth version of the draft won an award."

Faye was truly happy for him, and they chatted briefly.

They had connected spiritually for a long time without ever meeting, having met by chance on Xiaohongshu, where they both enjoyed design and found their opinions consistently aligned.

Mr. Moon was a designer who often faced bottlenecks. Over the years, he would show his work to Faye whenever he was stuck.

And Faye would always give him her thoughts and suggestions, speaking directly since they didn’t know each other well, without any reservations.

The other party would always have an epiphany, thereby finding a new point of entry, and jokingly called her his master.

On the 22nd floor, in the president’s office.

Ivy Jennings stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with a file, waiting for Adrian Lancaster to finish his call.

"President," the woman reported crisply, "The personnel adjustments are proceeding according to your instructions. Vice General Manager Lancaster is out on a business trip, but he’s reportedly booked a Monday flight, planning to return early."

Adrian Lancaster, with hands in his pockets, spoke coolly, "Is there no earlier flight? With his bad temper, I’d imagine he wants to appear before me right now." His handsome face looked amused, for a change.

Ivy dared not speak further, sensing a hint of tension.

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