Joseph Grant waited anxiously at the entrance of the delivery room. More than an hour had passed, and the elders of the William Family were on the way. After receiving the call, Hilton and Cheng Yuan quickly rushed in. They lived closer. At this moment, it had arrived.
"Sir, how's it going? Is Madam born?" Because of the anxiety they came in, they were all dressed in plain clothes. At this moment, when they saw Joseph Grant leaning against the wall, they were both worried and worried. .
"Not yet, it's going to be an hour in." Joseph Grant stared at the door, and couldn't wait to see through it.
Zoey clenched his hands tightly, hoping that Alvina Miller would survive this barrier and come out safely.
The corridor was quiet. It was midnight. There were not many mothers who came here.
Everyone's breath was held. Suddenly, the door of the delivery room was closed. A doctor and two nurses came out. The baby's crying sound was still loud, making the entire quiet corridor echo Up.
"Mr. President, my wife gave birth to a little prince," the doctor told him happily.
"Congratulations, Mister, you're an honored child." When they heard this, both Hilton and Zoey were pleasantly surprised and quickly sent their wishes.
Joseph Grant's breathing stopped for a moment. He walked over a few steps, but at the last two steps, he slowed down. His eyes stared at the little man who was wrapped in the soft blanket. His fists clenched as he waved around, feeling dissatisfied with the situation.
"Thank you, what's up with Alvina?" Joseph Grant gratefully thanked the doctor, then he gently used both hands and received the soft little thing into his embrace.
"Madam is in good condition, she will be sent out soon. She has to wait a little longer." The doctor went over to help.
Regardless of the relationship between his superiors and superiors, Hilton and Zoey immediately reached Joseph Grant's sides, happily and curiously looking at that little life.
Joseph Grant's tensed heartstrings, when he saw that little face, he finally relaxed. He did not dare to believe it. He reached out and touched the little hand that the little guy was hiding in his little clothes. He grabbed his finger and stopped crying as if he had something to rely on. The little guy made a lazy expression and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
"Huh!" Joseph Grant raised his lips lightly and was laughed at by his son's cute appearance.
"Sir, did the little prince have a good name?" Zoey asked, curious.
"Not yet, let my grandfather take it." Joseph Grant wouldn't argue with his grandfather about it. Grandfather had already mentioned this, and he had booked it.
"It's so cute. It looks like a gentleman." Zoey stared at him again for a while. She realized that although the little guy had just emerged from his mother's womb, the angles of the facial features had already followed his father. Very handsome boy, I don't know how many girls are fascinated.
"Like it? I think he's more like Alvina." Joseph Grant laughed, but his heart was extremely satisfied.
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