Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 127

Jude stood a short distance away, holding the printed proposal. His expression was pensive.

Willow approached him. "Did I say something wrong?"

Jude snapped back to reality. "No. You presented beautifully today."

"Then why are you frowning?"

"I'm reviewing the authorization workflow," Jude explained. "We can certainly highlight patient stories, but we have to completely eliminate any privacy risks. Specifically, we cannot feature minors or critical-care patients."

Willow nodded, her tone utterly earnest. "I completely understand."

In truth, she didn't entirely understand.

She understood emotions, psychology, and how to frame a project to look compassionate. But the dry, unforgiving boundaries of medical ethics were completely foreign to her.

But that didn't matter.

She didn't need to know everything.

She just needed to make sure the experts covered her blind spots.

"Jude," she said gently, "if I ever overlook something in my eagerness, you have to point it out. I'd hate for my enthusiasm to accidentally hurt the people who actually need our help."

Jude looked at her, his gaze softening.

"I will."

Willow smiled warmly.

Her phone buzzed in her purse.

She glanced down. It was a text from Lydia Whitaker.

[Don't go digging around about Vivian Vance right now. Your father looked furious when he heard her name.]

Willow's finger hovered over the screen.

Right now, Vivian Vance was just a name to her.

She knew Lawrence was investigating it, that Lydia was panicked, and that Quentin Whitaker had likely ransacked Vivian's old study.

But she still had no idea what secrets were tied to that name.

She locked her phone and looked back up, her gentle smile firmly in place.

"Jude, for the patient roster, could we start by filtering through Langford's previous charity initiatives?"

Jude, oblivious to her momentary distraction, nodded. "Yes. I'll have the team compile a list."

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