Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 12

Director Zimmerman stiffened at being called out.

He never expected her to have such a thorough grasp of Langford's internal product lines.

Lawrence sat at the head of the table, his fingers lightly tapping the polished wood.

He didn't interrupt her.

But his eyes never left Wren.

This was not the Wren he knew.

The Wren he knew was always quiet, submissive, and perfectly content to stand in the background.

At Langford Estate banquets, she would memorize the preferences of every senior family member for him.

At their child's school, she would handle every tedious detail flawlessly.

Knowing his stomach issues, she would always ensure the kitchen kept hot soup ready for him.

She never showed such glaring brilliance in a setting like this.

Let alone stand in front of a room full of executives and dissect Langford's technical shortcomings, one by one, with a tone so calm it bordered on lethal.

Halfway through the meeting, Lawrence finally spoke up.

"How long have you been away from research and development, Ms. Whitaker?"

The moment the question dropped, the atmosphere in the conference room instantly froze.

Everyone caught the deeply personal undertone.

Wren didn't flinch.

She capped her pen and met his gaze.

"Six years."

Lawrence stared her down. "Six years away from the front lines. What makes you think you are still qualified to lead Stellaris's core project?"

Julian's brow twitched.

But Wren just let out a soft laugh.

It wasn't a warm or gentle laugh; it was laced with a faint edge of mockery.

"That's a great question, Mr. Langford."

She turned and flashed the final slide of her presentation onto the screen.

"Because I wrote the original model for this algorithm seven years ago."

Dead silence washed over the room.

Lawrence's tapping fingers went perfectly still.

Wren continued, "The third-generation integration logic Stellaris currently uses is built entirely on the foundational framework from my master's research. Being away from the front lines for six years doesn't mean I forgot how to do my job."

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