Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 113

Lawrence hadn't slept.

The light in his study blazed until one in the morning, the file box on his desk opened and closed repeatedly.

The sticky notes Wren had left behind were like tiny, invisible splinters—not fatal, but irritating enough to make it impossible to sit still.

None of them were important.

But every single one had once been something she cared about.

Lawrence leaned back in his chair, pressing his fingertips against his brow, unable to suppress the surging wave of frustration.

He refused to call this feeling regret.

Regret was too cheap, and it wasn't his style.

He just hated losing control.

He hated that this house still bore the Langford name, yet every corner was defined by the void Wren had left behind. She hadn't done anything; she had simply let go. But without her, the Langford family felt like a machine missing a vital gear, the grinding noise growing more deafening by the day.

His phone buzzed.

Xavier had sent a message.

[Mr. Langford, Vivian Vance's background is a bit complicated. She was indeed involved in the core algorithm optimization for Langford Medical's old medical equipment line years ago, but the project files have been sealed for a long time. Some records aren't even in the corporate system.]

Lawrence stared at the text, his gaze turning somber.

Core algorithm optimization.

Sealed for a long time.

Growing up, he only knew that Langford Medical started with medical equipment before pivoting to capital investments, hospitals, and the rehabilitation industry. The old product line was nothing more than a glorified footnote in the company's history.

But what Margaret said today—"The Langfords owe you and your mother"—wasn't just a casual remark.

Did Wren know?

If she knew, why had she never mentioned it?

If she didn't know, why would Margaret choose now to tell her?

Lawrence tapped on Wren's profile.

The chat history ended after their phone call that night, the blank space glaringly obvious.

He typed a few words.

[What was Vivian Vance's relationship with Langford Medical back then?]

Before hitting send, he deleted it.

He shouldn't ask her.

Asking her would mean admitting that there were things outside of his control.

He placed his phone facedown on the desk.

Footsteps echoed in the hallway before Eleanor pushed the door open, looking furious.

"You're still awake?"

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