Phoebe looked at her. "I've already had someone secure the evidence. But Julian probably won't be able to hide this from the hospital board."
Wren picked up her phone, intending to call Julian.
She dialed the number but stopped before hitting send.
She couldn't bother him with her emotions right now.
This issue had escalated far beyond a simple favor. It would impact his professional judgment and the hospital's entire stance on their partnership with Stellaris.
In the end, she only sent a text.
If it's inconvenient for the hospital to issue an opinion, you can pause. Don't let Stellaris affect your career.
Julian replied almost instantly.
I will issue it based on the facts. The hospital will review it according to protocol.
A few seconds later, another message came through.
This isn't just your battle.
Wren stared at the screen, a soft ache blooming in her chest.
She didn't type much in response.
Only: Okay.
By evening, Lawrence Langford arrived at Stellaris.
This time, he didn't march straight upstairs. He just sent Wren a message from the lobby.
I'm downstairs. I have updates on Langford Medical's internal investigation.
Wren forwarded the message to Mr. Lawson and took Phoebe down with her.
Lawrence was standing in a corner of the lobby, his assistant waiting behind him. He looked like he hadn't slept either, deep exhaustion etched into the corners of his eyes.
He handed over a file.
"Yolanda confessed. She sent the Stellaris email screenshots and the Langford Medical Patient Grievance Report to an external PR contact. The contact is from Starbridge Media."
Phoebe took the file, flipping through it rapidly.
"Isn't Starbridge Media connected to Gavin Shaw?"
Lawrence looked at her.
"They have business ties. But there's no concrete evidence yet proving he orchestrated this specific leak."
Wren asked, "What about Willow?"
Lawrence went silent for a second.
"She admitted to downloading the meeting audio and using Jude's account to search for the files. She denies leaking them to anyone outside."
Phoebe scoffed. "Of course she denies it."
Lawrence didn't argue.
He looked back at Wren. "I'll keep digging."
"Please send any updates to Mr. Lawson and the Thorne Corp compliance team," Wren said.
A flicker of emotion crossed Lawrence's eyes, but he still nodded.
"I will."
He paused, then added, "I saw the notice from The Ethics Board. Langford Medical can issue a statement proving that Stellaris wasn't the source of the Patient Grievance Report leak."
Wren looked at him steadily.
"Langford Medical is currently under investigation as well. Your statement would only serve as supplementary material at best."
Lawrence's fingers curled slightly into a fist.
She was always like this.
Even when he offered a lifeline, she meticulously drew the boundaries first.
But this time, he wasn't angry.
Or rather, he knew he didn't have the right to be angry anymore.
"I know," he said. "I'll have the legal team draft it as formal correspondence."
Wren nodded. "Thank you."
The gratitude was faint, almost clinical.
Yet it made Lawrence freeze for a moment.
It had been a very long time since she had thanked him.
Even strictly for business.
He looked at her, his throat tightening. "How is Leo?"
"He's doing okay today."
"I have my communication therapy session tomorrow," Lawrence said. "Could I video call him for ten minutes afterward?"
Wren didn't reject the request immediately.
"Stick to the originally scheduled time. Don't add extra sessions on a whim."
"Alright."




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