Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 166

Lawrence remained silent for a moment before saying, "We'll fix the old one tonight."

Leo looked up.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

The boy's eyes lit up.

Only slightly.

As if he was terrified to be too happy.

Seeing that, a knot formed in Lawrence's chest.

Back at The Langford Estate, Eleanor was trying on her jewelry for the gala.

Willow was there as well.

Lawrence completely bypassed the living room and led Leo straight upstairs.

Eleanor called out behind him, "Lawrence, the foundation just called. They said the group photo situation still isn't settled."

Lawrence didn't even break his stride.

"We'll deal with it tomorrow."

Eleanor was left stunned.

Sitting on the sofa, the smile on Willow's face slowly dissolved.

Upstairs in his room, Leo brought out the old model.

Lawrence shrugged off his suit jacket and took a seat by the desk.

The scissors were too small, making his movements awkward.

He frowned as glue smeared across his fingertips.

The cardboard for the solar panels refused to line up.

Watching his clumsy attempts, Leo couldn't help but whisper, "That's not how you glue it."

Lawrence froze.

"Then how do you do it?"

Leo took the cardboard from him, earnestly demonstrating. "You have to press down here first and hold it for a little bit."

Lawrence stared at the side of his son's face.

He suddenly realized that Leo was incredibly focused on what he was doing.

It wasn't the frivolous waste of time he had assumed it was.

The boy carefully held the cardboard in place, counting to twenty before letting go.

"See, now it won't pop up."

Lawrence hummed in agreement.

Father and son spent half an hour repairing it.

The model was still lopsided.

But at least the solar panels were finally secure.

Leo added a new line to his assignment card: Dad came back today, and we fixed the solar panels.

"Eleanor, I just remembered I have something to take care of. I need to head home."

Eleanor noticed her pale expression. "Willow?"

Willow forced a stiff smile.

"I'm fine."

She left The Langford Estate.

The moment the night breeze hit her face, her smile vanished entirely.

Inside the car, her phone screen glowed in the dark.

The anonymous account was still open.

The photo from The Records Room was locked and loaded.

Willow glared at the image, her finger hovering over the publish button.

After a long time, she finally pulled her hand back.

Tomorrow.

She promised herself.

Tomorrow, when the spotlight was blinding.

Tomorrow, when every single important person was watching.

Tomorrow, when Wren would stand right next to Lawrence.

She would wait for the perfect moment.