Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 433

Langford Medical's formal letter arrived in Robert's inbox at 10:00 PM.

When Wren received the forwarded email, she had just coaxed Leo to sleep.

The living room lights were dim. She sat by the small table and opened the attachment.

Langford's preliminary internal investigation findings were written with extreme caution.

The Logan Lester complaint screenshots were first exported from the Langford Family Companionship Project's shared drive. The account used belonged to the PR department's public login.

There were three external access records that night, one of which was completed via a temporary download link.

The creator of the temporary link: Yolanda Clarke, Head of PR.

The access timestamp closely matched the posting time of the first wave of marketing accounts.

The files were simultaneously saved to an external cloud drive registered to a virtual phone number.

Phoebe scoffed through the video call.

"Public account, temporary link, virtual number. The classic scapegoat starter pack."

Wren kept reading.

The letter concluded: [Langford Medical has suspended Yolanda Clarke from her duties and will cooperate fully with the regulatory investigation. To date, no evidence has been found indicating direct executive authorization.]

"'To date, no evidence,'" Phoebe read the phrase aloud, her temper flaring again. "How convenient."

Wren offered no comment.

The Head of PR certainly bore responsibility.

But this didn't stop at Yolanda Clarke.

Yolanda had no reason to drag Stellaris into this, much less orchestrate it to detonate perfectly alongside the gala, Vivian's statement, and Langford's charity initiative.

She was merely one link in the chain.

Perhaps even a prepped pawn meant to be sacrificed.

Robert sent a voice note: "This letter serves as preliminary evidence, but it's not enough. Langford is currently pinning all the blame on the PR department. We need to press further into who approved the temporary link, who had permissions for the shared drive, and who specifically ordered Yolanda to compile those screenshots that day."

Wren replied: [Understood.]

Just as she set her phone down, Lawrence called.

She glanced at the screen but didn't pick up immediately.