Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 68

Wren stared at the list, saying nothing.

Phoebe leaned against the desk, her tone incredibly blunt. "If you don't want to share the stage with them, I can get your speaking order changed."

"No need."

Wren placed the list back on the desk.

"I'm going there to present a project, not to hide from people."

Phoebe laughed.

"That's exactly what I like about you."

Wren looked up. "What's that?"

"You look so soft and gentle, but when you actually make up your mind, you're tougher than anyone."

Wren paused.

If someone had said that to her in the past, she probably would have felt uncomfortable.

Because the Langford family didn't like her being tough.

Neither did the Whitaker family.

They all wanted her to be soft, to be accommodating, to back down whenever possible.

But now, she suddenly realized there was nothing wrong with being a little tough.

Only by being tough could she claw herself back from those people's grasp.

At that exact moment, over at Langford Medical Group.

Willow sat in the small conference room outside the CEO's office. On the table in front of her were a newly issued consultant letter of appointment, the approved budget for the charity project, and a set of keys to an apartment at Riverview Heights.

When Xavier placed the keys down, his tone was so polite it almost bordered on cautious.

"Willow, this is the apartment Mr. Langford arranged for you. The security and privacy are excellent. You can keep any future project-related materials there as well."

Willow stared at the keychain, her fingertips slowly curling inward.

She had wanted a promise last night.

She got a house today.

But she quickly reassured herself that this was actually very good.

The fact that Lawrence was willing to make arrangements for her, spend money on her, and let her keep running her project meant she wasn't just a nobody to him.

"Thank you, Xavier," she said softly. "Please pass my thanks on to Lawrence as well."

When Jude looked at her, there was a palpable sense of cherishing and sympathy.

She knew he had already started paying attention to her.

This was excellent.

She needed more than just Lawrence right now; she needed more people standing in her corner.

Jude took a seat and slid several partnership resource files across the table.

"If we want to scale up the charity project, we can partner with a few hospitals and foundations. But if we could tie it to the Stellaris pilot, the results would be phenomenal."

Willow's eyes flickered slightly.

"Stellaris... Wren doesn't seem very willing."

Jude frowned. "Ms. Whitaker?"

Willow offered a bitter smile. "She might have some misunderstandings about me."

She left it at that.

Jude immediately grasped her unspoken grievance.

"A project is a project; personal feelings are personal feelings," he said. "If Stellaris is rejecting a perfectly reasonable partnership purely out of a personal grudge, that's incredibly unprofessional."