Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 395

No one answered.

She stared at the screen, a suffocating wave of frustration burning in her chest.

Lawrence had become increasingly difficult to track down lately.

He was investigating Project Morning Star, dealing with Wren's legal notices, and rumor had it he had actually signed up for some fatherhood communication course.

Thinking of this, a trace of mockery touched Willow's lips.

Learning to be a father now.

Why hadn't he thought about learning that earlier, back when he let the boy see them together?

She dialed a second time.

Still no answer.

Willow slammed her phone face-down on the desk and closed her eyes.

She couldn't wait for Lawrence.

She opened her laptop and logged into the project's backend system.

The complaint attachments had already been uploaded by the service team to the internal risk draft folder, the status reading: Pending Jude's review and submission.

She didn't delete them.

It would be too stupid to delete them at a time like this.

Instead, she opened the PR team's internal group chat, took a screenshot of the message suggesting they could "use it as material for the gala," and saved it separately. Then, she sent a message to the head of PR.

Take down all material related to Logan. No one is to leak anything. The official narrative is: The family had a misunderstanding regarding service expectations, and Langford Medical has arranged for professionals to follow up.

The PR head replied quickly: Understood.

Willow stared at the word "misunderstanding," her fingers pausing.

She knew the word didn't sound great.

But as long as things were defined as a misunderstanding first, there was still room to negotiate later.

If it was defined as harm right from the start, everything would be ruined.

On the other side of the building, Jude received a message from the tech team.

Willow just accessed Logan's complaint draft folder, but didn't modify the contents.

Jude looked at the message, entirely unsurprised.

He noted the time and saved it to an encrypted drive along with the previous anomalous access logs.

It was very quiet today.

After finishing half his plate, Leo looked up and asked, "Mom, are you still going to Stellaris tomorrow?"

"Yes." Wren scooped some broccoli onto his plate. "But I'll be pretty busy tomorrow. Is it okay if you do your homework in the lounge?"

"Okay." Leo nodded. "I want to finish drawing the room with the old things."

Wren looked at the untouched broccoli on his plate.

"You need to finish your vegetables, too."

Leo wrinkled his little nose, but picked it up and ate it anyway.

Wren's phone vibrated on the table.

She glanced at it; it was a forwarding notification from the Stellaris public inbox.

Phoebe sent a message: Check your email first. Anonymous message, related to Langford's family companion program.

Wren's heart sank.

She didn't open it in front of her son, simply placing her phone face-down.