Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 141

Willow's expression almost slipped when she saw the invitation.

Eleanor Langford handed her the crimson and gold card, her tone laced with dissatisfaction. "Those old board members at the foundation are too old-school. They know perfectly well how things are between Lawrence and Wren, yet they still insist on writing 'Mrs. Langford'."

Willow lowered her eyes.

The gold-foiled words on the inner page were glaringly clear.

Cordially inviting Mr. Lawrence Langford and his wife, Mrs. Wren Whitaker.

Wife.

Wren Whitaker.

Seeing those two names together felt like a heavy stamp pressing down hard against Willow's chest.

She had been by Lawrence's side for so long.

Eleanor liked her, Leo used to rely on her, and everyone in their social circle assumed it was only a matter of time before she took Wren's place. Yet, when it came to a formal occasion that required a proper title and public respect, Wren was still the one standing next to Lawrence's name on the invitation.

As for her, Willow Whitaker? She had to settle for a separate guest pass as a project manager.

Seeing her looking down, Eleanor assumed she was upset and softened her tone. "Don't overthink it. That's just for the public. Once the divorce is finalized, the position of Mrs. Langford will inevitably be..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

Willow looked up and forced a polite smile. "Eleanor, I'm not overthinking it. Wren is still Lawrence's wife right now, so the foundation didn't do anything wrong."

The more understanding she acted, the more sympathy she garnered.

Eleanor sighed heavily. "You're just too accommodating."

Willow stayed silent.

She wasn't accommodating.

She just knew that if you wanted something, you couldn't show your greed until it was firmly in your grasp.

She gently placed the invitation back on the table. "I'll attend the gala as the head of the Langford Medical rehabilitation project. Don't worry, Eleanor, I won't make things difficult for Lawrence."

Eleanor patted her hand. "Good girl."

Willow smiled in agreement, but her heart was ice-cold.

Not make things difficult for him?

Of course not.

She was going to make things difficult for Wren.

At a high-profile event like the gala, if Wren stood by Lawrence's side, it would mean she was acknowledging her status as his wife. If she publicly distanced herself, it would humiliate both the foundation and Langford Medical. No matter what Wren chose, people would call her tactless.

But Willow still couldn't shake her unease.

Because Wren was different now.

She no longer relied on others for her dignity, which meant she was no longer afraid of losing it.

People like that were the most dangerous.

After leaving the Langford Estate, Willow got into her car and immediately called Lydia Whitaker.

When the call connected, she didn't beat around the bush. "Mom, what do you know about The Southside Medical Foundation?"

There was a noticeable pause on Lydia's end.

"Why are you asking about that?"

Willow watched the shadows of the trees retreating outside her window. "They invited Wren to the gala. The invitation explicitly addressed her as Lawrence's wife."

Lydia scoffed. "It's just an invitation."

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