Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 423

Wren looked right back at him.

"You've handled things plenty of times, Lawrence."

His expression froze.

Her voice was painfully soft, meant only for him.

"And every single time, I was the one who lost something."

It felt as if a fist had clamped shut around Lawrence's throat.

Wren didn't spare him another glance.

She took the backup microphone from Mr. Lawson and walked up the steps.

The host instinctively backed away.

The entire Grand Ballroom fell so quiet that the only sound was the whirring of camera lenses snapping into focus.

Standing center stage, Wren ignored the massive screen behind her and ignored Lawrence entirely.

She looked out at the sea of faces.

"My name is Wren Whitaker, and I am attending tonight exclusively as the Stellaris Project Director."

Her opening line instantly established the boundaries.

"Regarding the use of Ms. Vivian Vance's name in tonight's presentation, I am issuing a formal correction. Vivian Vance was my mother. While she was involved in early pediatric data projects, all available evidence confirms that she explicitly opposed the data outsourcing protocols of Project Morning Star Phase II, and she adamantly refused to sign off without a supplementary ethical review."

The crowd erupted in shocked gasps.

Standing by the stage, Lawrence couldn't take his eyes off her.

Her voice didn't waver.

But he knew that every single word was being ripped directly from her bleeding heart.

Wren continued, her voice cutting through the noise. "Therefore, until the facts are fully investigated, no organization has the right to repackage her as an unwilling mascot for an unauthorized initiative. Nor do they have the right to erase her professional integrity and the objections she fought for."

The lead organizer looked like he was about to faint.

Unable to contain himself, Gavin let out a furious curse.

Clara's assistant was typing furiously, logging every word.

Harrison watched the stage, his gaze settling into a cold calm.

She played the perfect role of the long-suffering sibling, prioritizing the greater good while helplessly watching her sister unravel.

The Langford team members immediately looked at her with sympathy.

Someone muttered, "Willow is just trying to protect the project."

Willow lowered her head, perfectly timing a tear to slip down her cheek.

"Aunt Vivian is gone. If she knew her name was causing this much humiliation for everyone tonight, wouldn't she be heartbroken too?"

The moment those words left her mouth, Wren's eyes turned instantly glacial.

Phoebe shot up from her chair. "Shut your mouth!"

The ballroom erupted into chaos.

Lawrence snapped his head toward Willow, his face thunderous.

"Willow."

Willow flinched violently, as if he had struck her, more tears spilling over as she whimpered, "Lawrence, I just think... we could have discussed this privately. Wren doing this will make it impossible for anyone to step down."