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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 31

#31 “I Won’t Beat Around the Bush.”

Previous encounters still resonate at the office as Sophia delves into her work. Her focus shifts as she encounters a new challenge-a difficult client who was recommended by none other than Emily’s mother.

The client, Mr. Thompson, seeks her expertise to handle a significant business merger and acquisition case. Despite the weight of her previous interactions with Emily and her mother, Sophia’s commitment to her profession remains steadfast.

She takes on the case, determined to separate her personal feelings from her legal responsibilities.

The hours of the day blend into one another as Sophia meticulously prepares for the crucial meeting. The stakes are high, and the weight of the impending negotiations rests heavily on her shoulders.

When the appointed time arrives, Sophia dons her professional demeanor and meets Mr. Thompson at his office. With a practiced air of confidence, they discuss the strategy for the upcoming meeting.

“Mr. Thompson,” Sophia begins,” we need to be thorough in our approach. The success of this merger depends on a comprehensive understanding of both parties needs and concerns.”

Mr. Thompson replies, “I understand, Sophia. I trust your expertise. This is a critical moment for our company.”

The meeting is set to take place at a prestigious hotel, and Sophia accompanies Mr. Thompson as they enter the ornate lobby. The grandeur of the surroundings contrasts with the tension that hums in the air.

As they wait in a private room for the other party to arrive, Sophia observes Mr. Thompson’s growing restlessness. His anxious energy is palpable, and she senses he’s not as well-prepared as he should be.

“Mr. Thompson, I cannot stress enough how important it is that we present a strong case. Confidence is key in negotiations like these,” Sophia says.

As the negotiations commence, Sophia’s keen legal mind quickly identifies the gaps in Mr. Thompson’s arguments. The other party, led by a shrewd businessman, counters each point with precision.

The tension in the room is almost tangible as the two sides exchange arguments and proposals. Sophia’s efforts to steer the conversation toward a productive direction are met with resistance.

“Sophia, your client’s proposal lacks substance. We need more concrete figures to consider this merger.” remarks the other client.

“Understood. Let me provide you with the necessary data to support our position.” Sophia replies.

Despite her best efforts, Sophia watches the negotiations unravel. The once-hopeful atmosphere becomes strained, and the realization sets in that the two parties are heading toward an impasse. Both sides are unwilling to budge, and the rift between them widens.

Mr. Thomspon remarks, “Sophia, I thought we had a strong chance. What went wrong?”

“Negotiations are a delicate balance, Mr. Thompson. We will regroup and find another way forward.”

As the meeting concludes, Sophia feels a mix of disappointment and frustration. The exchange that was meant to bring two entities together has resulted in both parties parting ways unhappily.

Mr. Thompson’s demeanor has shifted from anxiety to disappointment, and Sophia can’t help but empathize with the weight of his expectations.

“Sophia, I had high hopes for this. I hope we can salvage something from this situation.” Mr. Thompson replies with a hint of anger.

“I share your sentiment, Mr. Thompson. Let’s reevaluate our strategy and explore alternative paths.”

As they leave the hotel, Sophia reflects on the complexities of her profession. The fine line between legal strategy and interpersonal dynamics becomes clear. She contemplates the intricacies of the case and the delicate dance that is often required in the world of business negotiations.

The city’s bustling energy surrounds her, a reminder that despite the challenges, life continues to move forward, urging her to adapt and evolve in her pursuit of justice.

During her lunch break, Sophia finds a quiet corner in a nearby park to enjoy a moment of solitude. She unpacks her lunch, trying to focus on her meal and the calming surroundings. However, her tranquility is disrupted when a journalist approaches her with a notepad and camera in hand.

“Excuse me, Miss Johnson; I couldn’t help but notice the recent developments involving you and Alexander Stone. Can you share your side of the story?” a journalist questions.

“I’m sorry, but I’m not at liberty to discuss that matter.” Sophia politely declines. The journalist persists, attempting to press for more information, but Sophia remains steadfast in her refusal to engage. She returns to her lunch, her thoughts preoccupied by the interview request.

As Sophia finishes her lunch and returns to the hotel, she unexpectedly crosses paths with Michael. He stands near the entrance, holding a striking bouquet of flowers. She raises an eyebrow, intrigued and somewhat taken aback by his presence.

“Michael, what are you doing here?” “I thought a bouquet of flowers might grab your attention,” Michael replies with a small smirk.

Sophia can’t help but crack a small smile despite her reservations. She folds her arms, curious but cautious. “Okay, I’m listening. Why the sudden interest in seeing me?”

Michael replies earnestly, “I won’t beat around the bush, Sophia. I like you. I want to get to know you better outside of work.”

Sophia maintains a calm exterior, though internally, she’s processing the unexpected turn of events. She wasn’t anticipating Michael’s bold confession.

“Michael, I appreciate your honesty. But I must admit, your reputation precedes you. I’ve heard about your past, the controversies.”

Michael nods, “I won’t deny that I’ve made some questionable choices in the past. But I want you to know that I’m sincere about this. I want to make amends and change for the better.”

Sophia studies Michael’s expression, searching for any hint of insincerity. Yet, despite his words, she remains composed and unaffected. She replies, “I respect your effort to change, but I’m not interested in pursuing a romantic relationship at this time.”

Undeterred, Michael offers an alternative, “How about we start with a simple meal together? No strings attached.”

Sophia contemplates his proposal, her thoughts racing. Before she can respond, Michael’s gaze shifts to her earlobes. “You’ve lost one of your earrings.”

Sophia touches her ear, realizing that her earring is indeed missing. She remains surprisingly calm, though she’s puzzled by its disappearance.

“I must have dropped it somewhere. I’ll look for it later.”

Michael takes a step closer, his tone softening, “Sophia, I hope you consider my offer. I believe we could have a meaningful connection.”

Sophia looks into his eyes, weighing his words. She remains skeptical, having learned to guard herself against potential pitfalls.

“Michael, I appreciate your interest, but I need time to think about it. As for the earring, I’ll take care of it.”

With that, Sophia leaves Michael behind, heading back to her responsibilities with a mix of contemplation and determination.

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 32

#32 “Sophia is A Force to be Reckoned with.”

After parting ways with Michael, Sophia continued her day at the hotel. Little did she know, Michael’s encounter with her had an unexpected outcome.

Watching Sophia walk away, Michael found himself crossing paths with Emily Williams within the bustling corridors of the hotel. A smile crosses his lips. He couldn’t help but seize the moment to engage in some playful banter, his tone flippant as he teased her.

“Well, well, if it isn’t Alexander’s girlfriend. Waiting here for a romantic date, I assume?” Michael says as she slides up alongside Emily.

Emily’s cheeks flushed a faint shade of pink, a mix of embarrassment and surprise sweeping over her features. Stammering, Emily replies, “I-what? No, I’m not his girlfriend. I’m here for something else entirely.”

Michael’s eyes sparkled mischievously, the bouquet of vibrant flowers in his hand that Sophia had rejected. He presents it with a dramatic flourish. With a grin, Micheal replies, “Ah, so you’re saying you’re not here to sweep him off his feet?”

Emily’s initial embarrassment morphed into amusement; her voice laced with a touch of sarcasm. “Oh, absolutely. I’m just here to woo him away from the glamorous life he’s living.”

Michael laughed, finding her candidness refreshing. “Well, in that case, I’ve got a bouquet of hope right here.” As Emily looked at the bouquet, her playful demeanor shifted, and she met his gaze with an unexpectedly serious expression.

“Michael, is it possible… could it be Sophia Johnson you’re chasing after?” Emily pointedly ask. Michael’s grin wavered for a split second, replaced by an intrigued expression. “And if it were?”

Emily’s gaze held his, her voice laced with genuine curiosity. “Interesting. Just remember, Sophia is a force to be reckoned with.”

As they conversed, it became apparent that their paths were not entirely disconnected. Sophia’s name wove its way into their dialogue, revealing unexpected connections. Michael asks with surprise, “Wait, so Sophia is working here too?”

“Yes, and her work is linked to a friend of my mother’s.”

“That is very interesting,” Michael responds with a wink. As the two continue to talk, their words are overheard by the journalist keen that has been snooping around the hotel.

“Excuse me, ,” the journalist says as he pushes his way between Emily and Michael, “but did I hear you mention the name Sophia Johnson?”

Emily’s eyes lit up. She knew that she could use this journalist to exact some revenge on Sophia, or at least make Sophia’s day crappy. With a smile, she answers the journalist, “We might have been discussing her. Why?”

Approaching the journalist says, ” Would either of you be willing to share more about what’s happening here or why Sophia Johnson is here? Of course you can do it off the record.”

Emily’s eyes gleamed with mischief as her clever idea took a full shape in her mind. She exchanged a glance with Michael before turning to the journalist with an inviting smile.

Emily replies, “You know, I am neither confirming nor denying anything about Ms. Johnson but, I think I have an idea that might pique your interest. How about I give you access to certain hotel interior areas? There might be a story waiting to be uncovered.”

The journalist’s excitement was palpable as he eagerly accepted Emily’s offer. As he was guided deeper into the hotel, Emily discreetly whispered, “You might find the person you are looking for in the conference room at the end of the hallway.”

Meanwhile, Sophia’s quest to retrieve her missing earring led her back to the same meeting room where her client and his secretary were engrossed in hushed conversation. The atmosphere shifted as she entered, their abrupt silence a testament to their discomfort.

Irritated Sophia asks, “Is there something I should know?” Her client cleared his throat, attempting to regain his composure. “Ah, Sophia, we were just discussing strategies for the upcoming negotiations.”

Sophia’s gaze held an unwavering intensity; her instincts alert to the possibility of more than met the eye. “Transparency is paramount. I trust everything is above board?” Sophia replies. The secretary’s eyes darted nervously to the client, and then back to Sophia.

The client took a step toward Sophia and said, “And with all great negotiations comes some wiggle room, wouldn’t you agree Ms. Johnson?”

The client gave a brief look to his secretary and nodded. She nodded in return and left the room quickly.

“What is going on?” Sophia asked again, her irritation showing. “I have an idea,” the client began. What if we talk to the other lawyers? I am sure there is some way we can work something out. Right?”

Sophia knew her client was talking about bribing the other lawyer, but wanted to hear him say it himself. She raised an eyebrow and commented, Sure. We can always try to cut a deal to avoid court. If that is what you are referring to.”

Her client chuckled and replied in an overtly condescending tone, “I was thinking something more direct. Something that says is 10 million ways more direct.”

Sophia’s tone remained resolute as she addressed them. “I am afraid that is impossible. Upholding ethical standards is non-negotiable.”

“Hmm, that’s a shame, the client responded.

“If that is your idea of how this should run, you might want to find a new lawyer,” Sophia replied. With that, she left the room, the weight of her responsibilities as a lawyer and her commitment to justice guiding her actions.

As Sophia left the conference room, she was unaware that her entire conversations with her client and his secretary were witnessed by the journalist that Emily had guided her way.

The journalist watched Sophia walk to the elevator but decided to go the opposite way the way the secretary had gone. As he turned the corner he saw the secretary walk in a conference room where the lawyer from the opposing side was huddled over a pile of papers.

The journalist’s curiosity peaked as he discreetly followed the secretary into the conference room. The secretary entered the room, where the sound of a heated argument could be heard. Moments later, the room door swung open, and the secretary rushed out, clearly agitated.

After witnessing the intense confrontation between the secretary and the lawyer, the journalist hurriedly captured the exchange on his notepad. He made his way to a quiet corner of the hotel and dialed his editor’s number.

The phone rang twice before the editor answered, his voice filled with anticipation. “What do you have for me?”

“Boss, you won’t believe what I’ve just witnessed,” the journalist exclaimed, his excitement evident. “I overhear some interesting conversations between Sophia Johnson and her client. Then, I saw the secretary of Sophia Johnson’s client meet the lawyer of the opposing side. It seems like there’s something fishy going on in this negotiation. All of these implicate not only Sophia Johnson’s client but also Sophia Johnson herself.”

The editor’s curiosity was piqued. “Are you suggesting there’s corruption involved? Tell me everything. What did they say?”

The journalist recounted the details of the secretary storming out of the room, leaving the lawyer bewildered and frustrated. He then shared the dialogue he had captured.

As the journalist finished relaying the conversation, he could sense his editor’s eagerness on the other end of the line.

“This is big, my friend,” the editor said, his voice filled with anticipation. We have the potential to expose corruption and shed light on the underbelly of this negotiation. Keep digging, gather more evidence, and let’s bring this story to the public’s attention.”

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 33

#33 “Don’t Let Them Rattle You.”

Alexander was sipping his coffee in the kitchen, contemplating which task to tackle for the day. As he passed through the living room, his attention was captured by the turned-on television. Sophia appeared on the screen, doing her best to evade the reporters.

As usual, her posture was straight, and she displayed no signs of concern. Reporters bombarded her with questions about an alleged attempt to bribe a lawyer. They accused her of underhanded actions against a neighboring company.

Apparently, the collaboration with Mr. Thompson was also not going well, Alexander thought. He increased the volume of the TV.

He had vowed not to involve himself with her again; he hoped their differences had been resolved on the stormy night when he had invited her to his home.

Despite everything, he found himself staring at the report, feeling a gnawing unease. He couldn’t believe that Sophia would resort to bribery; she was a reputable lawyer.

Deciding it was time to head to work, he grabbed his phone, took the elevator, and walked towards his car. He had chosen to drive himself today.

There was a magnificent Aston Martin DBS, and Alexander thought it would be foolish not to enjoy such a car on this sunny day. As soon as he exited his building’s garage, he spotted Sophia leaving her apartment complex.

A smile formed on his face. Could this day get any better, he wondered. He turned onto the street and rolled down his window. Sophia looked at him in surprise but greeted him politely.

“Well, well, if it isn’t the charming Sophia,” he remarked. Sophia rolled her eyes. “I should’ve known I’d run into you, Mr. Stone. It seems like your timing is always impeccable. One might assume you never drive your extravagant cars.’

Alexander extended his arm towards his sleek car. “Ms. Johnson, may I offer you a ride to the office?”

Sophia’s day had been a mess from the very morning when she had first seen the unsettling news report. The fact that she was tangled up in such a mess was hard for her to accept.

Her head throbbed, her mood sour and her patience thin. She wasn’t in the mood for Alexander’s charm or banter. All she wanted was to reach the office, have her coffee, and start tackling the mess she found herself in.

“I’m perfectly capable of making it to the office on my own,” she retorted sharply to Alexander’s offer. He persisted, “It would be quicker if I gave you a ride. Don’t be so stubborn.”

Sighing heavily, she begrudgingly got into the car. She wouldn’t usually concede so easily, but today, exhaustion overruled her pride. She had barely slept the night before, and the idea of getting to the office as soon as possible was all that occupied her thoughts.

Muttering a reluctant thank-you, she stared out of the window, lost in her thoughts. Alexander picked up on her mood, unsurprised by her demeanor given the morning’s news.

“Serious allegations, I assume?” he inquired softly, his voice carrying a detached tone. “Something like that,” Sophia replied vaguely, her focus remaining on the passing scenery.

“I caught wind of the news,” he admitted.

“I assumed you were aware, given your penchant for staying informed,” she retorted, her response cool and calculated, shutting down any attempt at camaraderie.

He raised an eyebrow, not bothered by her tone. “Well, it’s no secret that scandal seems to follow certain individuals.”

She didn’t dignify his comment with a response, the silence hanging heavy between them. Before they could further dissect the situation, her phone rang, its screen displaying an unknown number. Instinctively, she answered the call, bracing herself for the interrogation that awaited.

“Ms. Johnson, can you confirm the allegations about the sex-power deal involving your client’s secretary?” The journalist’s voice dripped with accusation. Sophia’s lips tightened. “I have built my career on integrity. I won’t entertain unsubstantiated claims.”

Alexander leaned in, his voice cold as ice. “This interview is over.”

With a dismissive tone, he ended the call, his gaze locked on hers. “Don’t let them rattle you,” he remarked, his words more a command than a reassurance.

“I don’t intend to,” Sophia replied curtly, her eyes flashing with defiance. Exhaling heavily, Sophia tucked her phone back into her bag, stealing a glance at Alexander. In the sunlight, his emerald green eyes seemed to devour her.

Despite her initial reluctance to accept his offer of a ride, Sophia can’t ignore the fact that he had been unusually kind to her recently.

“It’s shaping up to be an exceedingly long day,” she admitted. “Mr. Thompson has always been a disruptive presence in the business world. I’m rather surprised you took him on as a client,” Alexander remarked.

“Barbara insisted. I couldn’t turn her down,” Sophia explained. Although seething with frustration on the inside, Sophia maintained her outward composure. Her client’s attempt to shift blame onto her was a familiar tactic from her past experiences, and while it ignited a wave of simmering anger within her, she was well-versed in handling such manipulative individuals.

Determined to unravel the truth, she was resolute in her quest to clear her name, as she had done countless times before. As Alexander parked the car at the office building, Sophia followed in silence.

“If you don’t mind, I have work to do,” she informed him as they reached the entrance. Once inside her office, the chaos of ringing phones and bustling colleagues welcomed her. Despite the overwhelming situation, Sophia’s calm façade remained intact as she greeted everyone with a genuine smile.

Alexander observed her with surprise, impressed by her ability to navigate the storm with such grace.

As Sophia’s day unfolded amidst the chaos, she was acutely aware of the need for a strategic approach. Her mind was a well-organized battlefield, each thought carefully considered as she calculated her next move.

With a determined resolve, she resolved to initiate an investigation to prove her innocence and unearth the source of the damaging leak.

“I can help with that. Barbara is Emily’s mother, she will certainly help to resolve the situation.” Alexander offers. “I’ll see what I can find.”

“I appreciate your willingness to help, Alexander,” Sophia began, her voice laced with a trace of skepticism. “But I’ve handled worse situations on my own.”

His gaze held a hint of frustration, his offer seemingly falling on deaf ears.” This isn’t just any situation, Sophia. This is a mess with potential consequences.”

Sophia’s eyes narrowed. “I’m well aware of the stakes, Alexander. I don’t need you swooping in to save the day. I know what I am doing.”

His jaw tightened, his patience waning. “This isn’t about playing the hero. It’s about leveraging resources and insights.”

Her retort was biting, her words sharp as daggers. “I’ve built my career on my own merits, Alexander. I won’t have you belittling my abilities.”

Alexander’s frustration flared, his voice tense. “I’m not belittling you. I’m offering a pragmatic solution.”

Sophia’s tone dripped with sarcasm. Oh, how generous of you. But I’ll pass.”

With a frustrated exhale, Alexander felt the weight of the strained conversation settles on his shoulders. He couldn’t help but question his initial impulse to offer assistance, his mind grappling with the clash of wills. He turned away, his departure signaling an unspoken conclusion to their discussion.

As he walked away, a nagging feeling tugged at the corners of his mind. There was more to this situation than met the eye. He mulled over his own reactions and Sophia’s determination, realizing that he couldn’t easily shake off his thoughts.

The puzzle pieces of the situation gnawed at him. He found himself pondering the motivations behind Barbara’s decision to introduce Thompson as a client. Given what he knew about Thompson’s reputation, her choice seemed puzzling.

Recognizing that this unease would linger until addressed, he reached a decision. Pulling out his phone, he dialed his secretary’s number, his voice firm and purposeful as he issued instructions.

“Begin a discreet investigation into both Barbara and Emily’s potential involvement in this matter. I want to know their connections, motivations, and any suspicious activities.”

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 34

#34 “I had a Better Alternative.”

Sophia sat in her office, surrounded by a mountain of documents, her thoughts immersed in the intricacies of the investigation. The door to her office slammed open, and her assistant Trevor burst in, an urgency radiating from him. Without giving her a chance to speak, he launched into his news.

“Turn on the news on your TV,” Trevor demanded, his tone urgent and his face flushed. Baffled by his abrupt entrance, she questioned, “What’s going on?”

Trevor grabbed the remote without answering, the TV screen flashing to life and revealing a news segment featuring Michael.

Reporters swarmed around him in front of the hotel they had met at just two days prior. The reporters’ barrage of questions filled the air.

“So, you’re asserting that Sophia had no involvement in the bribery?” they questioned, their voices eager for his response.

A smug smile curved Michael’s lips as he responded confidently. “Absolutely. I’ve obtained the footage from the lobby cameras that show me and Miss Johnson engaged in a conversation with me at the exact time she’s accused of arranging the bribe.”

As if on cue, the video played on the screen, capturing their interaction in the hotel lobby, effectively providing an alibi for the time in question.

“As this evidence will be presented in court,” Michael continued, his tone resolute, “I’m committed to seeing this through until the case is clarified. The truth will be established under the scrutiny of the judge.”

With those words, he reentered the hotel, the reporters trailing after him with a flurry of additional questions.

The news segment continued, a reporter’s voice questioning him about the bouquet of flowers he was holding during their encounter, and whether he and Sophia had a romantic connection.

Sophia turned off the TV relieved. Michael had managed to find concrete evidence to support her innocence and was willing to go to court to ensure her name was cleared. Despite her reservations about deepening her relationship with him, gratitude welled up within her.

“I’ll call him,” she decided. Trevor’s response was swift, a knowing smile on his lips as he handed her his phone. “I was already dialing.”

With a faint smile of her own, Sophia accepted the phone and prepared to express her gratitude to the unexpected ally who had stepped up to defend her reputation “Hello, Michael,” she greeted him.

זיי guess you’re watching the news,” he responded. “Thank you. I know you shouldn’t have bothered, and yet you supported me.” Her gratitude was evident, her words sincere.

“It was nothing. I just couldn’t help but notice in yesterday’s reports that it couldn’t have been you when we were together. I thought I’d give fate a little nudge,” he admitted.

“Would you like to have lunch together? I have to thank you,” Sophia proposed.

“On principle, I don’t do things for gratitude, but I wouldn’t miss the chance to have lunch with you for anything in the world,” he responded, his flirtatious undertone unmistakable. Sophia’s laughter danced through the line. “You do have a way with words, Michael.”

“See you in an hour,” he confirmed, his anticipation clear. “Don’t make a reservation; I have one place in mind,” she directed.

“Okay, then I’ll wait for you,” he agreed. Sophia had arranged for a car to pick up Michael from his office. She had chosen The Sartorial Bistro, a fabulous new restaurant in the heart of the city that had caught her eye. It was a place she had been meaning to visit for the past month, known for its fusion cuisine combining American flavors with global influences.

The restaurant boasted a breathtaking view of the entire city, and its walls were adorned with lush hedges, creating an ambiance that felt like an escape from the urban hustle.

When Michael arrived, a broad smile graced his face as he took in the setting. Sophia stood, her smile matching his as she greeted him.

“I have to admit, Sophia, the place is superb,” Michael remarked.

“I’m glad you like it. I wanted to do something special to express my gratitude for the help you provided,” she replied. Michael waved his hand dismissively. ” That’s enough, it’s nothing.”

With a playful glint in his eye, he reached into his pocket. “This is for you.” He handed her a small box, curiosity dancing between them.

Sophia blinked in surprise as she accepted the box, her tone intrigued. What’s this?”

“Open it and see,” he encouraged. As the lid opened, it revealed a pair of earrings, strikingly similar to the ones she had lost. Her surprise was followed by her laughter.

“God, there was no need,” she protested.

“I saw them in a shop window and couldn’t resist,” he confessed. They were about to settle into their seats when a folder suddenly fell before Sophia, disrupting the moment. The familiarity of the voice that followed made her heart skip a beat.

“Here’s your evidence,” the voice declared, leaving her stunned. Sophia turned to find Alexander standing there, holding a collection of documents.

“Hello to you too. To what do I owe this appearance?” Sophia’s tone held a hint of nagging curiosity as she addressed Alexander’s sudden presence.

“I have a detailed report from the hotel by minutes and seconds of where you were. Backed up with videos of the corridors you passed through. Proving that you had nothing to do with the bribe,” Alexander’s voice held a matter -of-fact tone as he delivered the news.

“I already took care of that,” Michael responded smugly.

“I saw your little appearance. If you think you’re proving something with just this video, it’s a good thing you didn’t become a lawyer. Your vision only shows a small amount of time that Sophia was out of the room. She could have bribed the lawyer ten minutes later.”

“Stop it, Alexander,” Sophia’s irritation seeped into her words as she intervened on Michael’s behalf. She appreciated his help, and Alexander’s dismissive tone was getting under her skin.

“A reporter was also admitted to the hotel at the time. Made him testify. Which are described here and prove your innocence, Alexander continued unbothered.

Sophia blinked in surprise, taken aback by the extent of his actions. “I told you not to worry, I was going to be fine on my own.”

“I did it anyway. Which means I don’t always take orders from you,” Alexander’s voice held a hint of smug satisfaction as he spoke, a touch of a smile playing on his lips.

“And how did you find us here?”

Michael’s curiosity was evident in his question. “I don’t have all day to wait for Sophia to return to the office, so I spoke to her secretary,” Alexander’s response was simple, leaving both Sophia and Michael slightly surprised.

Sophia regarded Alexander with a hint of suspicion. Her assumption that her assistant wouldn’t divulge such information for any reason made her wonder about the extent of Alexander’s connections.

Without invitation, Alexander took a seat nearby and ordered lunch for himself. Michael couldn’t help but comment, “Isn’t it a bit impudent to come uninvited?”

Alexander’s gaze fixed on Michael. His presence stirred an internal annoyance, as he was well aware of Michael’s motives for spending time with Sophia. It was only to make him angry.

I guess you’re not on a romantic date, I don’t see why I shouldn’t join,” Alexander’s response carried a touch of assertiveness.

“No, we’re not,” Sophia quickly clarified, her voice firm. “Which doesn’t automatically make you invited. But since we’ve gathered to say thank you for Michael’s help, I don’t see why I shouldn’t treat you too. After all, you helped me too.”

Lunch continued with an undercurrent of tension, as Alexander and Michael exchanged biting comments, making the atmosphere palpably awkward. Despite their verbal sparring, Sophia chose to focus on the food, determined not to get caught up in their drama.

She didn’t want their past conflicts to overshadow the present. As the meal concluded, she thanked Michael once more for his help, a genuine smile gracing her lips. Outside the restaurant, Alexander offered to drive Sophia to her office, a gesture that she had come to expect despite her protests.

“You know, Alexander, I was doing great before I met you. I don’t know what this obsession is with driving me everywhere,” Sophia says.

Instead of taking offense, Alexander chuckled at her comment. “Sophia, I have work in the same direction, and I prefer to spare you the trouble. I don’t understand your obsession with forever denying me. She shot him a mockingly incredulous look. As they settled into the car, his driver took over.

“What is it with Michael?” Alexander’s question cut through the silence, addressing the topic that had been hovering inside his head since lunch. Sophia hesitated for a moment, weighing her words. “I wanted to thank him for his help. And he bought me earrings.”

Alexander raised an eyebrow. “You don’t strike me as a woman easily impressed by trinkets.” Sophia laughs. “Not that you deserve an explanation, but I had lost similar earrings, and he said he bought them for me because they reminded him of the ones I lost.”

“And you believed him?”

Sophia bristled at his implication. ” What does that mean?” “Don’t be fooled by his facade, he’s rotten to the core,” Alexander’s words carried a note of warning.

As the car navigated the city’s central streets, Alexander ordered the driver to make an unexpected stop. Sophia’s curiosity was piqued as she questioned his actions.

“You will see,” he replied cryptically, stepping out of the car and disappearing into a nearby store. Sophia sighed audibly, feeling mildly irritated by Alexander’s unpredictable behavior. Waiting for him felt like an imposition.

After a while, Alexander returned to the car, retrieving the box of earrings Michael had gifted her and promptly tossing it into the trunk.

“Hey…” Sophia scolded him, her protest trailing off when she realized he wasn’t done. “These will suit you much better,” he commented, his tone strangely sincere as he handed her another box.

Sophia was on the verge of voicing her discontent when she opened the box he had given her. A gasp escaped her lips as she took in the sight of the exquisite jewelry inside. The craftsmanship was impeccable, and at the end of each earring was a sparkling ruby. She looked up at Alexander, speechless for a moment. He met her gaze with a faint smile.

“I think red is your color,” he commented softly.

Sophia quickly composed herself. “What’s wrong with you, Alexander? You can’t just throw someone’s gift away like that,” she scolded him, her frustration clear in her voice.

He raised an eyebrow in response, not showing any remorse for his actions. They didn’t suit you, and I had a better alternative.”

She frowned. “You don’t get to decide what suits me or not. But thank you, this pair is very beautiful.”

Alexander looked at her confused. Her response was unexpected – he was used to her declining his offers or acting cold toward him, even when he did something good for her.

He contemplated asking her about the reasons behind her apparent dislike for him but quickly thought better of it. This type of conversation never seemed to lead anywhere positive.

As they continued their drive, Sophia’s thoughts turned to more serious matters. As she went through the documents he had provided, something caught her attention – Emily’s presence at the hotel during the time the alleged bribery took place.

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 35

#35 “Men and Their Delusions.”

While they were in the car, Sophia suddenly grabbed her head. Startled, Alexander instinctively shifted slightly, ready to support her if she were to falter. However, he was quick to respond, wrapping his arms around her to steady her.

“Are you okay?” he asked, concern evident in his voice. “Yes, everything is fine. It happens from time to time,” she reassured him, her voice holding a touch of frustration.

“What’s going on? Are you feeling unwell?” he inquired further.

“I’m just overtired, and the sleepless hours are catching up with me. It’s nothing out of the ordinary. I’ll be fine by the time we get to the office.” He didn’t seem convinced. “No chance. I’m taking you home so you can rest.”

“I’m really fine, Alexander,” Sophia replied, her annoyance palpable. He looked into her eyes, a frown creasing his forehead. “Sophia, I know what it’s like to work non-stop but trust me, it’s not sustainable. Going without proper rest will only worsen things. Go home, get some rest, and come back tomorrow with renewed energy.

Realizing the position they were in, she shuddered from him. As much as she wants to admit it, he’s right.

“Okay, I’ll go home.”

“Good girl,” he praised her with a smirk. Sophia hoped that the shiver that ran down her spine was due to fatigue and not Alexander’s words. As they arrived at her apartment, Alexander escorted Sophia inside.

“Come on, let’s get you settled,” he said gently, guiding her to the living room. “Your apartment is great,” he replies.” I wish I had bought in this building too. Sophia rolls her eyes. “Good thing you didn’t. I would have to watch you all day.”

Alexander laughed at her comment. What a horror, Sophia, to share a wall with me.”

She smirked in response. “I can only imagine the horrors I would have heard. He raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. “What did you think you were going to hear?”

“Who knows, screams of innocent souls,” she teased. Alexander chuckled. He leaned back, looking around. “Where is your kitchen?”

She pointed in a direction. “Over there.”

She took a seat on the couch, and he went to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water and some medicine. Returning, he handed them to her.

“Here, take these,” he commanded. Sophia hesitated but eventually complied. “Thank you,” she murmured, sipping the water and swallowing the pills. He took a seat across from her, leaning forward slightly. “Feeling any better?”

She nodded, managing a weak smile. ” Yeah, the water and medicine should help.”

“Good.”

Sophia looked at him. “You sound like a concerned parent.”

Before Alexander could answer, the doorbell rang, interrupting their conversation. Sophia glanced at the door, her curiosity piqued. Just as she was about to head over to answer it, Alexander swiftly moved past her, opening the door to reveal a delivery person holding a package. “Delivery for Miss Sophia Johnson,” the person announced.

Sophia’s surprise was evident, and she stepped closer to see what was being delivered. “Thank you,” Alexander said to the delivery person, taking the package. Sophia raised an eyebrow, puzzled by his involvement. “What’s this?”

Alexander’s frown deepened as he saw the sender’s name on the package – Michael.

“Rubbish,” he replied, his tone dismissive. Sophia’s curiosity grew, and she reached out to take the package from him. “Who is it from? Give it to me.”

Alexander raised his hands above his head, keeping the package out of her reach. She tried to jump up to catch him, but his height advantage made it impossible for her to reach him.

“You’re acting like a child,” she scolded him.

He smirked. “Was I a worried parent?”

Frustrated, Sophia crossed her arms. ” Give me the package.” “It’s from Michael. Whatever it is, it’s rubbish,” he stated matter-of-factly, his expression unimpressed. With a swift movement, he walked over to the trash can and tossed the package inside.

“You’re impossible,” Sophia grimaced. Alexander turned back to her, his expression surprisingly calm. “Sit down, you need to rest. And if you really want it, you can rummage through the trash later.”

Although she didn’t want to admit it, the dizziness was getting to her. She sighed and went to the couch, lying down and rubbing her temples. As she closed her eyes, Alexander’s voice broke the silence. “What is this between you and Michael?”

“What do you care?” she scolded, her eyes still closed as she gave him a brief sideways glance. His response was calm. “I’m curious. You have lunch together, he gives you gifts.”

Sophia sighed again, not in the mood to discuss this. “He helped me with the case. I have no intention of being in a relationship with him.”

“Interesting,” Alexander replied, his tone neutral. Inwardly, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. He had always found Michael distasteful.

Sophia opened her eyes and regarded him with a raised eyebrow. “Why the sudden interest in my personal life?”

Alexander leaned against a nearby wall, his arms crossed. “Just making conversation.” Sophia didn’t buy his casual response. There’s more to it, isn’t there?”

Alexander leaned against the wall, his expression contemplative. He glanced at her before finally admitting, “Fine, you caught me. I find it perplexing why Michael is so eager to get close to you, given his apparent dislike for me.”

Sophia’s brow furrowed. “You think his intentions might not be as innocent as they seem?”

“It’s strange. He believes I have some special feelings for you. I don’t know where he got that idea.” Alexander admits. Sophia’s eyes widened in surprise.” What? That’s ridiculous.”

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of Alexander’s lips. “That’s what I said.”

She rolled her eyes, clearly exasperated. “Men and their delusions.

Alexander laughed.

“Are you better?” he asks.

“Yes, thank you,” Sophia replies. Alexander felt reassured that she was on the path to recovery. With a nod of goodbye, he left her apartment, the events of the day swirling in his mind. He headed down to the street and answered a phone call from an unknown number. To his unsurprising irritation, it was Michael on the other end of the line.

“Well, well, if it isn’t Alexander Stone,” Michael’s voice oozed with a smugness that made Alexander’s jaw tense. “I hope you enjoyed your time with Sophia today.”

“What do you want, Michael?” Alexander’s tone was cold and impatient. “I just wanted to let you know that this time, you’re going to lose,” Michael’s words were dripping with confidence.” I’ve got something you don’t.”

Alexander rolled his eyes. “You’re being incredibly immature, Michael. Our relationship with Sophia isn’t some kind of competition.”

“Oh, but it is, Alexander. She’s mine now,” Michael’s tone turned triumphant. Alexander’s patience was running thin. “You’re delusional. But go ahead, try your luck.”

Michael laughed, a sound that grated on Alexander’s nerves. “We’ll see about that, won’t we? Enjoy the struggle, Alexander.”

“What struggle? I think it’s time for you to grow up and start focusing on your own life,” Alexander retorted, his patience wearing thin. “Sophia is a lawyer, and she’s not someone who can be easily fooled. She’ll see right through your intentions.”

With that, Alexander decided he had had enough of Michael’s childish games. He ended the conversation. not willing to waste any more of his time.

When Sophia woke up, she felt a bit more refreshed. As she was getting her bearings, her phone rang, displaying Benjamin’s name on the screen. She answered the call, and his concerned voice greeted her.

“Sophia, are you safe? Have you been affected by all the public attention surrounding this case?”

Sophia laughs at his sudden burst of questions. “I’m fine, Benjamin. The situation has been resolved, and I’m working on clearing my name.”

Benjamin let out a sigh of relief. “I’m glad to hear that. This whole situation has been quite strange. The news spread like wildfire, and I can’t help but think that there’s something more behind it.”

Sophia nodded, even though Benjamin couldn’t see her. “I agree. It’s been bothering me too. I’ve decided to personally investigate how this information got out and who might be behind it.”

Benjamin sounded supportive. “That’s a good idea. Let me know if you need any assistance. I’ll do whatever I can to help.”

“Thank you, Benjamin. I appreciate your support,” Sophia replied sincerely. “I’ll keep you updated on any developments.”

With that, they ended the call, and Sophia felt a renewed determination to get to the bottom of the situation. She knew she couldn’t let this matter rest until she uncovered the truth and ensured her reputation remained untarnished. Sophia already knew who she should start with. Alexander’s seemingly innocent partner Emily.

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 36

#36 “How Someone could Mistreat a Woman Like You.”

Sitting in the dimly lit expanse of his office, Alexander awaited Kyle’s report. He needed answers, and he needed them soon. As the door swung open, he turned his attention to the figure entering.

Kyle, the informant Alexander had enlisted, wasted no time in delivering his findings. His tone was direct and matter-of-fact, a reflection of the challenging task he had undertaken.

“I don’t know who this woman is, but she has covered her tracks very well,” Kyle’s words hung in the air, drawing Alexander’s full attention.

Alexander’s brow furrowed, a scowl forming as he processed the information. His impatience was palpable as he nodded for Kyle to continue.

“I can find absolutely no information about Miss Johnson’s two-year marriage,” Kyle’s words held a sense of exasperation as if he had encountered an insurmountable barrier. The revelation caught Alexander off guard. “So, she wasn’t married?”

Kyle shook his head. “No, she was married, but the details surrounding her marriage are shrouded in secrecy. I can’t even ascertain the name of her ex -husband, let alone the nature of their relationship.”

Alexander leaned back in his chair, fingers tented as he pondered the implications. “How is it possible that you can’t find any information?”

A smug smile graced Kyle’s lips. “I’ve been attempting to obtain her divorce papers, but they seem to be guarded as if they’re of utmost national importance. Despite my connections with the court, her background as a lawyer has made them tight-lipped.”

A mirthless chuckle escaped Alexander. “Whoever Sophia was married to seems to have left no traces, and she’s determined to keep it that way.”

Kyle nodded in agreement. “Indeed, and it’s clear she’s no ordinary woman. Remember the violin performance?”

Alexander’s gaze sharpened, his mind racing to connect the dots. “A remarkable talent and an enigmatic past,” he mused.

Kyle sensed the tension in the air and quickly reassured his employer. “I’ll continue the investigation, Alexander. You’re not paying me to come back with empty hands.” Alexander’s eyes locked onto Kyle’s. “I need answers, Kyle. The pieces of this puzzle need to fit together.”

Kyle gave a theatrical bow as he stepped back. “Consider me on the case, then.” As Kyle departed, Alexander was left alone with his thoughts. Unbeknownst to Alexander, just beyond the closed door, Emily stood poised to make her own move.

Eavesdropping had granted her insight into Alexander’s quest. She was determined to use her father’s connections to unravel the secrets that Sophia harbored.

“In order to figure out how to remove her from Alexander’s life, I must know who Sophia really was,” she murmured.

The next morning brought Alexander and Sophia to the same cafe, their paths crossing unexpectedly. There was a palpable tension in the air as they exchanged brief glances but refrained from engaging in conversation. The weight of their unspoken thoughts seemed to hang between them, creating an almost tangible barrier.

Sophia had spent the evening piecing together the puzzle, connecting the dots to reveal Emily’s involvement. She had discovered the truth behind the scenes, Emily’s manipulations and schemes laid bare. Yet, she chose not to reveal her findings to Alexander just yet. Instead, she decided to test the waters and gauge his reaction.

As they stood there, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafting around. them, Sophia chose her words carefully. “Emily’s family introduced me to an intriguing client.”

Alexander chuckled softly. “Ah, yes, I recall.”

“Do they typically work with such… characters?” Sophia probed further. “I can’t say for sure. While I’ve had dealings with Emily, I’ve never encountered clients quite like this,” Alexander replied contemplatively.

Sophia’s raised eyebrow hinted at her skepticism. “It does seem like your families share more than just professional ties.”

Alexander’s response carried a hint of defensiveness. “Our interactions are purely work-related. Our families may be close, but my relationship with Emily remains professional.”

His candid response prompted Sophia to dig deeper. “Your professional relationship seems quite close, if I may say so.”

Alexander’s smile remained steady. Emily and I are good friends, but my approach to mixing business and personal matters is quite different. Our connection is rooted in professionalism, and our families’ friendship is a separate matter.”

As their conversation continued, they found themselves seated at a shared table, a familiar occurrence for them. “You’ve had your own experience with marriage, I gather?” Alexander finally broached the topic.

Sophia nodded, her demeanor guarded. She attempted to quell the apprehension that was slowly creeping in. A conversation with her ex-husband wasn’t something she had anticipated before her morning coffee.

“I, too, recently went through a divorce, 11 Alexander revealed. “What was your ex-husband like?” Sophia squinted at him, wondering if he was merely jesting. Could he truly not found out that she was his ex-wife?

Suppressing a grin, she decided to play along, offering him a glimpse of her past.

“During our two-year marriage, he never once bothered to visit me. Self- centered and quite the womanizer, his priorities were always centered around his desires.”

She watched Alexander’s expression, waiting for a reaction. His genuine surprise caught her off guard. “What sort of man could neglect a woman like you in that way?” Alexander mused, his disbelief evident.

“People make choices, Alexander. He made his, and I’ve made mine.”

Alexander appeared utterly puzzled by her narrative, momentarily forgetting his own marital history. “I can’t fathom how someone could mistreat a woman like you.”

Sophia managed to stifle her laughter, steering the conversation further. “It seems you have a rather romanticized view of relationships.” He grumbled, a hint of frustration in his tone. “A relationship should never involve such neglect.”

Suppressing her laughter, Sophia agreed, “Ideally, yes.”

“Who was your ex-husband?” Alexander inquired, his curiosity getting the better of him. At that very moment, Sophia’s phone interrupted their conversation, providing her with a much-needed escape. She feigned relief and excused herself, allowing Alexander to exit politely.

As she collected her composure, Sophia realized how close she had come to exposing her ruse. She couldn’t help but grin at the near miss, grateful for the timely intervention of her phone call.

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 37

#37 “I Look Like Her Ex-husband.”

When Sophia returned to the table, she was relieved to find that Alexander had seemingly forgotten his last question.

“You know, Sophia, I could help you get revenge on your ex-husband,” he offered, his intention genuinely well- meaning.

Sophia couldn’t help but burst into laughter at his obliviousness. She found his suggestion amusing, considering her true knowledge of the situation. “There’s really no need for that,” she responded, a playful glint in her eyes.

“But he treated you so poorly,” Alexander persisted. Sophia chuckled. “Mr. Stone, you seem unusually invested in the affairs of the men around me this morning. It almost gives the impression that you have some… rather strong sentiments towards me.”

Alexander appeared taken aback for a moment before breaking into a smile that matched her own. “Oh, nothing of the sort. I simply wanted to offer my assistance.”

“And why would you want to do that?” He offered a straightforward explanation. “You’ve helped me before, and now I wish to return the favor.”

Sophia responded with a teasing tone. truly hope so. Nonetheless, I have no intention of tarnishing our already fragile relationship with questionable intentions.”

Alexander smiled at her candidness.” Your message is quite clear, Miss Johnson. Yet, I don’t understand your overwhelming desire to push me away all the time.”

She met his gaze with a knowing smile. “Well, let’s just say you share quite a few traits with my ex-husband, particularly a maddening level of stubbornness.”

He defended himself good-naturedly. ” I don’t consider that a negative quality. “In the world of business, perhaps not. But when it comes to romantic relationships, stubbornness often becomes a barrier,” she explained.

“I understand your perspective, though I still think it is not very reasonable to refuse me,” he remarked. Sophia raised an eyebrow. “And there’s that stubbornness again.”

Alexander chuckled, realizing he was indeed demonstrating the trait they were discussing.

“Maybe you’re right,” he finally admitted. Sophia returned his smile. Glancing at her watch, she realized the time. “I need to head to the office now. Thank you for the coffee.”

Alexander grinned. “For nothing. Have a productive day, what was it? Cutting heads, Mrs. Johnson.”

She rolled her eyes. With a small wave, she picked up her bag. As Sophia gracefully left the cafe, Alexander couldn’t help but find his gaze following her. The way she moved, with an air of self-assuredness, intrigued him. He admired the way she carried herself, a mixture of confidence and independence that was undeniable.

Yet, it wasn’t just her demeanor that captured his attention; he found himself entranced by her physical presence as well. A slight smile played on his lips as his thoughts took an unbidden turn.

“This woman is a real devil when she decides,” he mused to himself. “But this body is divine,” he couldn’t help but acknowledge, his eyes tracing her figure as she disappeared from view.

Shaking himself from his reverie, Alexander found himself trotting out of the cafe, his steps quick and purposeful. A part of him recognized that it might not be a bad idea to focus on work and put his musings about Sophia on the back burner.

After all, she had made it quite clear that she wasn’t interested in pursuing anything beyond a professional relationship with him.

As he made his way to the car, Alexander’s thoughts drifted towards his ex-wife. It was a topic he had managed to suppress for a long time, but Sophia’s mention of her own failed marriage had stirred something within him.

He realized that he had also been ignoring his ex-wife. He hadn’t once decided to visit her in all their years of marriage, nor had he thought about how she felt about it. Sighing deeply, he muttered under his breath. “Maybe Sophia is right; I look like her ex-husband.”

With that, he started the car, the engine’s gentle purr a backdrop to his thoughts. As he pulled away from the cafe, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of guilt towards his ex-wife. As he settled into his office, he realized that it was time to address the lingering animosity.

“Laura, could you come in for a moment?” Alexander called his secretary.

“Of course, Mr. Stone,” Laura replied, entering his office. Alexander leaned back in his chair. ” I’ve been thinking about the investigation into my ex-wife. I think it’s best if we halt it for now.”

Laura nodded, taking notes. “May I ask why, sir?” Alexander sighed. “I don’t think the personal question goes in your job description..”

“I am really sorry, Mr. Stone. I’ll make the necessary arrangements to pause the investigation,” Jane assured him.

Meanwhile, Emily had been busy piecing together information on Sophia’s true identity. She had managed to uncover the truth, confirming her suspicions. Determined to remove any obstacles in her way, she approached Alexander for a conversation.

“Alexander, can we talk?” Emily asked as they found themselves alone in his office. Alexander looked up from his work. Sure, Emily. What’s on your mind?”

Emily studied him for a moment before speaking. “I’ve noticed a change in your attitude towards your ex-wife. Is there a reason for this shift?”

Alexander leaned back, his expression thoughtful. “I’ve been doing some thinking, Emily. I don’t think I was fair with her.”

Emily nodded, her gaze steady. “It’s a mature decision, Alexander. Interestingly, this change seems to align with your growing connection to Sophia.”

Alexander raised an eyebrow, a touch surprised by her observation. “My relationship with Sophia is strictly professional, Emily. It has nothing to do with my personal matters.”

Emily smiled knowingly. “Are you sure about that? Your actions and the way you speak about her suggest otherwise. Sometimes emotions can influence our decisions without us realizing.”

Alexander narrowed his brows. “I assure you, Emily, my feelings towards Sophia are purely work-related.” Emily’s smile remained, but there was a glint of determination in her eyes. “If that’s the case, then there’s nothing to worry about.”

As the conversation ended, Alexander was left with a lingering sense of unease.Emily leaves the office. No matter how much he denied it, she felt that Alexander was starting to like Sophia. She wasn’t going to leave the situation like that. With the new information she had, that Sophia was his ex-wife, Emily decided to put her own plan into motion. So that Sophia leaves their lives forever.

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 38

#38 “Let’s not Let Alexander Interfere with Us.”

Sophia’s network of connections extended into various spheres, and she had a close friend with unique hacking skills that allowed them to breach computers and social profiles. With the help of these skills, Sophia had managed to obtain a private chat between Barbara and Mr. Thompson.

In this conversation, they discussed their plan to shift blame onto Sophia in case any issues arose with the bribery scheme.

As Sophia repeatedly read through the conversation, her anger grew more palpable. She was not about to be played as a pawn in their scheme. It was time for her to take control and retaliate.

Just as she was contemplating her next steps, her secretary informed her of an unexpected visitor. It was Mr. Thompson’s secretary, the very person involved in the bribery. Sophia welcomed her into her office, a smile playing on her lips. It seemed that her revenge plan might be unfolding on its own terms.

A petite woman entered the office, clutching her small black bag with obvious anxiety. Sophia motioned for her to take a seat and leaned forward, curious about the visitor’s intentions.

“I’ll be direct, Ms. Johnson. I want to offer you a sincere apology for the situation you’ve been ensnared in,” the woman began.

Sophia’s eyes narrowed as she met the apology with a defiant question. “Why didn’t Thompson come to me in person to offer this apology?”

The visitor sighed, her posture showing signs of nervousness. “I’m not here on behalf of my former employer.” Sophia was intrigued by the mention of the word former.

“Actually, I decided to ask you for help, the woman confessed. “Help for what?” Sophia inquired, curious about what could have led this woman to seek her assistance after everything that happened.

“When Mr. Thompson asked me to offer a bribe to the other lawyer, I had no idea of the extent of his desires,” the woman explained, her voice trembling. “He had coerced me into bribing people before, but this time, when the lawyer approached me…,” she trailed off, unable to continue.

Recognizing the woman’s distress, Sophia quickly fetched a glass of water and handed it to her. “Take your time,” she comforted. “You’re safe here.”

Gathering her composure, the woman continued, “I didn’t realize that I was being forced into a sex deal. I was manipulated into participating, as if it were a gift…”

Sophia’s heart sank as she listened to the woman’s harrowing experience. Take a deep breath,” she advised, gently squeezing the woman’s hand. ” You’re incredibly brave for coming forward and telling me the truth.”

Tears welled up in the woman’s eyes. “I didn’t want to cause any trouble. I was just trying to do my job…”

Sophia nodded, understanding the woman’s predicament. “I completely understand, but we can’t let this injustice continue.”

“What do you suggest, Ms. Johnson?” “Please, call me Sophia,” she insisted. ” I suggest that you tell me everything you know about the deal Mr. Thompson and Barbara have been working on. I will take care of the rest.”

As Thomson’s ex-secretary recounted all his nefarious schemes involving Barbara. Sophia tried not to smile as she recorded everything in detail.

Sophia leaned back in her chair. ” Thank you for coming forward and trusting me with this information,” she said sincerely. “I know it wasn’t easy for you, but by doing this, we can make a real difference.”

“I never thought I would find myself in a situation like this,” she admitted. ” But seeing how you handled everything, how you stood up for what’s right, it gave me hope.”

Sophia smiled warmly, her voice filled with encouragement. “We all have the power to make a difference.”

The woman took a deep breath. “You’re right,” she said. Sophia reached out and clasped the secretary’s hand, a gesture of support and solidarity. “And I promise you that we’ll protect your identity throughout this process.”

She nodded, gratitude filling her eyes. ” Thank you, Sophia.”

“By the way, what’s your name?” Sophia asked with a laugh, realizing that they hadn’t even formally introduced themselves.

“Mary,” she replied with a smile. With that Mary left and Sophia wasted no time. She decided that it was time to take her fight for justice to the wider public. She believed that by anonymously sharing the news with the media, she could shed light on the corruption and wrongdoing she had uncovered.

With careful consideration, Sophia crafted a detailed account of the events, ensuring that every piece of evidence was included. She wanted to provide a comprehensive picture of the truth, leaving no room for doubt.

Using encrypted channels and anonymous email accounts, Sophia sent the information to trusted journalists and media outlets. She knew that this step was crucial in exposing the truth and holding those responsible accountable for their actions.

Sophia had just finished drafting another email when she heard a knock on her office door. Glancing at the clock, she frowned. It wasn’t a time when she was expecting any visitors.

The door swung open, and Michael entered with a smile. Sophia stood up to greet him, a bit surprised by his unexpected appearance.

“I wasn’t anticipating company,” she remarked lightly, extending her hand in greeting. Michael smiled back at her, but instead of shaking her hand, he reached for her earlobe.

Her surprise turned to confusion as he ran a finger along her ear. “You’re not wearing the earring I gave you,” he pointed out.

She smiled nervously, feeling caught off guard. “Oh, yeah. I actually left them at home,” she quickly improvised with a lie. His smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. ” Really?” he raised an eyebrow skeptically.

She took a step back, her nerves getting the best of her. “Yeah, you know, I didn’t want to risk losing them again.”

He chuckled, but there was an undertone of frustration in his laughter. “You know, Sophia, something very peculiar happened today.”

“What?”

“Someone named Alexander sent this. to me earlier,” he revealed, producing the box containing the earrings he had given her.

Internally cursing Alexander, Sophia tried to come up with an explanation. She couldn’t tell Michael that Alexander had thrown the earrings in the trunk of his car.

“I’m sorry, Michael. It’s not what you think,” she tried to defuse the situation. His tone remained cool. “And what exactly do you think I should think, Sophia?”

“It’s just… Alexander being Alexander, “she replied, attempting to downplay the situation.

“So, he’s trying to meddle?” Sophia’s frustration with Alexander grew, but she remained composed. ” Michael, it’s not like that. I genuinely appreciate your gift.”

“Do you?” he asked pointedly. ” Because it seems to me that you don’t believe in my intentions or my gestures, “Michael said and hit the wall. This startled Sophia, but she tried not to show it. Michael had never acted like this in front of her.

She sighed, realizing this was spiraling in a direction she hadn’t intended. ” Michael, it’s not like that. I do appreciate what you’ve done for me. This is just a misunderstanding.”

He crossed his arms, his frustration evident. “I have a feeling I’m being played here. And I don’t appreciate it.”

“Michael, this isn’t about playing anyone. It’s just Alexander acting stupid.” “I know what’s going on. Alexander is trying to one-up me,” he declared.

“Michael, that’s nonsense. We’re not kids in a playground. I think you and Alexander need to sort out your personal issues without dragging me into it.”

“I can’t stand by while he makes a mockery out of my attempts to get closer to you,” he retorted.

Sophia let out a resigned sigh, realizing where this conversation was headed. ” Look, Michael, I have no ill feelings toward you, and I certainly didn’t mean to offend you. But I’m not interested in being caught up in any drama between you and Alexander.”

“I understand,” he replied, a touch of bitterness in his tone. “Let’s not let Alexander interfere with us.’

Sophia felt a wave of frustration wash over her. “Michael, there’s no ‘us.’ We’re friends, and that’s it.” “Let me take you out for a date, and maybe you’ll change your mind,” he suggested, stepping closer.

“I won’t go out on a date with you,” she declares firmly, meeting his gaze head- on. Seeing his expression darken slightly, she adds quickly, “But I can take you out to lunch, okay?”

“It’s just the beginning,” he says with a hint of playfulness as if hinting at some unspoken challenge.

Sophia couldn’t help but roll her eyes this time. While she wasn’t keen on participating in the half-brothers’ antics, she did owe him at least a lunch for the earring incident.

As they exited the building for the promised lunch, their steps coincided with Alexander’s unexpected appearance. Sophia’s heart skipped a beat, a twinge of guilt briefly washing over her. However, she swiftly gathered her composure and continued walking, following Michael in his car.

Without looking back, she entered the car and closed the door behind her. As Michael started the engine, Sophia glanced out the window and caught a glimpse of Alexander watching them from a distance. She turned her gaze away. She wondered why she cared so much.

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 39

#39 “What is It that Makes You Drawn to Him?”

Alexander couldn’t tear his eyes away from Michael’s car even after Sophia had stopped looking at him. He suspected that she must have recognized him, given how guilty she appeared. It didn’t really matter to Alexander who Sophia was dating, but he knew exactly why Michael was pursuing her a sick ambition for revenge against him.

He came to the realization that despite her grumpy exterior, Sophia was a remarkable woman who deserved to be treated right. He had cautioned her about Michael multiple times, unable to fathom why she wouldn’t heed his advice.

Feeling his fists clenching, Alexander deliberately relaxed them. He wouldn’t let Michael get under his skin. He needed to talk to Sophia again, to convince her somehow.

His phone rang, and he answered it without bothering to look at the caller ID. His secretary’s voice came through urgently. “Mr. Stone, there’s a serious problem concerning William’s Bank.”

Alexander’s posture stiffened, a foreboding sensation settling in his gut. He had decided that all of his company’s funds would go into Emily’s father’s bank.

“What’s happening?” he demanded sharply.

“It’s all over the news. Accusations of bribery, immoral deals, money laundering it’s incredibly serious, Mr. Stone,” his secretary’s voice quivered with concern.

“This could be mere speculation.”

“I doubt that. sir. There’s concrete evidence – documents, recorded conversations. Journalists seem to have gotten their hands on this information and are tearing their reputation apart.”

Alexander mused aloud, “Barbara and her husband are certainly not clean when faced with such solid evidence.”

“Unfortunately, Alexander, I can’t dispute any of the claims.” As his secretary spoke, Emilia’s call started buzzing on the other line, relentless. Alexander silenced several incoming calls from her, his irritation growing.

“Who could’ve leaked this information? he asked with irritation in his voice. “It’s an anonymous source. They’ve done a thorough job gathering evidence and seem to have personal grievances against the Williams family.”

“Interesting…” Alexander muttered before abruptly ending another call from Emily. “Launch an investigation into the situation. I want to know what’s going on.”

“I’m already on it, sir.”

With that, he hung up and swiftly made his way to his car, driving toward the office. Everything seemed to be spiraling out of control, and Alexander detested the feeling of things going haywire. Upon arriving at the office, Emily immediately started talking to him.

“Where have you been?” she demanded. “I was going out of my mind.”

“I had work,” Alexander replied icily.

“Do you even grasp the gravity of the situation? They’re smearing my family with the worst accusations. Can you believe it?” Emily’s voice trembled. “I’m doing an investigation for this matter.”

“Thank you, Alexander. I know I can always rely on you.” Emily seated herself on the edge of his desk, her tone lowering in an attempt to provoke him further.

“Today was terrifying, you know,” she continued. “Can you… can you just hug me? It’s been an incredibly tough day.”

“No, Emily. You need to learn to handle these situations independently. I won’t always be there to rescue you,” Alexander burst out unexpectedly.

“What…?” Emily was taken aback.

“I’m dealing with a rough day too. But you can see that I’m not wallowing in self-pity. I’m taking action, Emily. It’s time you did the same.”

Alexander’s usual demeanor was to remain composed, but Emily’s behavior was wearing on him. So much was at stake, and he had to deal with her antics even as he had a meeting waiting.

“I’ll definitely do something about it,” Emily retorted, a hint of anger in her voice. Emily knew that Sophia was somehow involved in Alexander’s changing behavior, and the thought was driving her mad.

“Good. Now I’m off to a business meeting,” Alexander stated coolly as he left his office.

Before the door could close, Emily overheard Alexander instruct his secretary to schedule a meeting with Sophia that day. A chill ran down her spine. As soon as Alexander emerged, Emily approached his secretary for an explanation.

“What’s this meeting about?”

“It’s related to the case concerning your parents, Emily. Alexander believes you need proper legal representation,” the secretary explained.

Emily felt utterly betrayed – Alexander entrusted everything to Sophia, while she was left without his trust. The urgency intensified within her – Sophia had to be removed from their lives immediately.

*

Alexander entered Sophia’s office without any formalities, his gaze intense as he fixed it on her. She didn’t seem impressed by his abrupt entrance.

“You wanted to talk,” she began, her tone cutting through the air with sharpness. She was clearly ready to get straight to the point.

“You’re aware of what’s happening in the news, so I assume you know why I’m here, Sophia,” Alexander said. “You want me to be the lawyer on the Williams case. My answer is no,” she stated.

“If it’s a matter of money, Sophia…”

“I have money, Alexander,” she cut him off curtly. “My refusal is not about money. Firstly, I’ve already been entangled with Barbara and Thomson, and I know she’s capable of such actions. Secondly, the evidence against them is undeniably strong.”

Alexander could not help but notice Sophia’s cold demeanor and wondered what nonsense Michael had told her. “How solid is the evidence?” he inquired, focusing on the matter at hand.

“So solid that I’d stake my life on the fact that they’ve engaged in every illegal and underhanded activity imaginable.”

“I see,” he responded thoughtfully, processing her words.

“You are very worried about your little friend Emily’s family.” Sophia mocked him. “Why does it matter to you why I’m concerned?” he retorted, his tone tinged with irritation.

“Because if I were you, I wouldn’t get involved, Alexander. These people are schemers, and if you want to safeguard your company, it’s in your best interest to keep your distance.”

He let out a smug smile. Sophia couldn’t help but wonder why his expression held such an enigmatic quality. Alexander moved closer, taking a seat so close to her that she had the fleeting urge to retreat.

“You know, Sophia, for someone who dabbles with dangerous individuals, you offer quite audacious advice,” he remarked in a low, almost throaty voice. Sophia involuntarily shivered as his presence intensified beside her.

“Are you referring to Michael?” she inquired with a frown. He nods still staring at her. She understood why people were afraid of Alexander, he could bury you in the ground with a look, but there was also something captivating about the way he looked at her.

Sophia was silent, she wasn’t going to give him an explanation as to why she had gone out with Michael, but Alexander was patiently waiting for her to say something. He looked at her like he could wait forever.

“Come on, Sophia, enlighten me as to why you’re not heeding a straightforward warning. I did mention that he’s dangerous,” he prodded.

“Because I don’t take orders from anyone, Alexander,” Sophia retorted. “Perhaps a bit of listening wouldn’t hurt in the long run.”

“You can’t dictate whom I should date or not. Who do you think you are?” Sophia shot back, her frustration driving her to her feet.

The place where he had touched her seemed to burn even after she had withdrawn. Now that there was a bit of distance, she found it easier to chastise him. “Don’t force me to resort to other means to keep you two apart.”

His voice dropped lower, taking on a threatening edge. He too stood up, his posture imposing as he walked toward her. Even though she seemed calm, Sophie’s heart raced.

“You know what I think you’re a control freak trying to rule over everyone, but guess what Alexander, you’re not going to take your sick habits out on me.”

“Is that so?” he asked intrigued. He kept walking towards her and she was backing away. Sophia didn’t care that she was pissing him off right now. She thought he had no right to order her like that.

“Yes, exactly. You’re obnoxiously stubborn, and I have zero tolerance for people like that – especially you.”

Alexander simmered inwardly. Since the very beginning, Sophia had managed to get under his skin. He might be stubborn, but she was equally unyielding. As she found herself backed against the wall, he leaned in dangerously close.

“You dislike people like me, don’t you? But you’re fond of Michael?” he asked dangerously close to her. Sophia didn’t answer. She owed him nothing.

“What do you like so much about him Sophia?” he inquired, his voice a low, dangerous murmur.

Alexander’s voice had taken on a ragged edge, a mixture of brokenness and suppressed anger, his words wrapping around Sophia like an invisible thread. Her initial instinct was to push him away, to create some space between them, but she found herself completely stiff.

“Does he flatter you? Tell you how beautiful you are, how admirably persistent you become when you’re determined. Does he bring you flowers? What is it that makes you drawn to him?”

Every word that left his lips was tinged with a raw edge. His voice, low and potent, sent shivers down Sophia’s spine. For the first time in their exchange, she found herself speechless, grappling for an answer.

Under Alexander’s unrelenting gaze, Sophia’s heart raced, and her breathing quickened. His proximity was suffocating yet magnetic, making her forget everything else.

She wanted to yell at him to stop, to push up him away, but she was so caught in the moment. She could smell his perfume driving her crazy, his breath almost merging with hers.

Quickly Sophia came to her senses and was about to open her mouth to answer him when Alexander kissed her. She made a small sound of surprise. His lips were very soft and warm. Her eyes had closed almost instinctively, surrendering to the feeling. Her lips betrayed her as she returned his kiss.

Alexander’s kiss was far from gentle; it held a raw hunger, a possessiveness that both startled and captivated her. Sophia realized that if she continued there was no turning back, so she pulled away sharply.

Confusion and shock mingled in her gaze as she stared at him, her chest heaving with the aftermath of their shared kiss.

In a swift movement, her palm connected with his cheek in a resounding slap, the sound reverberating in the room. The action was impulsive, a response to the whirlwind of emotions that had just coursed through her. It was as much a gesture of defiance as it was a reminder to herself that she shouldn’t be consumed by his intensity.

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 40

#40 “It’s Time to Deal with Someone.”

The sharp sound of the slap still reverberated in Sophia’s office. The charged air hung heavy between them, filled only with the rapid rhythm of their breaths. As the echo of their actions subsided, Sophia took a deep breath and decided to break the silence.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Her once-desirous gaze now transformed into one of fierce indignation as she stared at Alexander.

He stood there, his own internal chaos reflecting in his eyes. His mind raced to find an explanation for his impulsive act, for the kiss that had defied all reason. He was as bewildered by his own actions as Sophia was.

“It was stupid,” he muttered.

Sophia wanted to get him out of her sight immediately. She didn’t understand why she had let him kiss her, and it horrified her even more that she had kissed him back.

“Yes, it was. I think it’s time for you to go.” Her voice was firm. Alexander nodded. Neither of them could meet each other’s gaze as the weight of their shared impulsive act hung heavily in the air. He stubbornly avoided looking at her kiss-swollen lips. He was afraid he would do it again.

Alexander walked out of her office in silence, leaving Sophia alone with a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her. Confusion, anger, and a strange sense of vulnerability clashed within her as she tried to make sense of what had just happened.

As he stepped outside, he opened the door to his car and settled into the driver’s seat. The engine roared to life, and he drove away, the tires rolling against the pavement. The world outside seemed blurred, matching the chaos in his mind.

He didn’t head back to the office. The weight of the situation was heavy on his shoulders, and he needed time alone to reflect. The car’s motion was a sort of therapy, a way to clear his thoughts, as he navigated the streets without a specific destination in mind.

Each passing streetlight cast fleeting shadows on his face. He replayed the moment over and over, trying to understand why he had let himself act so impulsively. The taste of her lips lingered.

He finally found a quiet spot by the waterfront, parked the car, and turned off the engine. Leaning back against the seat, he closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. The sound of lapping waves and the distant city sounds created a soothing backdrop.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, lost in his thoughts, when he realized that he needed to confront what had transpired. He had crossed a line, and there was no denying it. He opened his eyes and stared out at the water.

He replayed the encounter with Sophia in his mind, each moment dissected and examined. The touch of her lips against his own felt like an electric jolt, igniting a fire within him that he hadn’t anticipated.

As the minutes ticked by, the realization of his actions became clearer. He had let his guard down, allowed his feelings to take control, and now he had to face the consequences.

The truth was undeniable: Sophia had managed to stir something within him that he hadn’t felt in a long time. It wasn’t just desire or attraction; it ran deeper. Her defiance and unapologetic nature had broken through the walls he had carefully built around himself. The idea of falling in love both terrified and intrigued him.

The following day dawned with a sense of urgency for Alexander. He knew that he couldn’t let the situation linger any longer, that he had to confront the repercussions of his impulsive actions. As fate would have it, he coincidentally ran into Sophia in the hallway of the company.

His heart raced as he saw her approaching, but the coldness in her gaze was hard to ignore. She barely acknowledged his presence, making it clear that things had changed between them.

“Sophia,” he said softly, his voice tinged with regret. “Can we talk?”

She stopped in her tracks but didn’t turn to face him. Her demeanor was guarded, her walls firmly in place. Alexander’s heart sank at the distance he felt between them.

“I’m sorry,” he continued. “About yesterday, about my behavior. It was completely uncalled for, and I know I crossed a line. Please, let’s sit down and discuss this.”

Sophia finally turned to look at him.

“I appreciate your apology,” she replied, her voice icy. “But I think it’s best if we leave it at that. I have work to do.”

Alexander’s heart sank further as she brushed off his attempt to reach out. He watched as she walked away, her steps purposeful and determined. He wanted to grab her arm, to make her understand that he was sorry for his actions. Alexander’s anger simmered just below

the surface, a smoldering fire that refused to be ignored. He was frustrated with the situation, with the unspoken tension that hung between them like a heavy cloud. He wasn’t the type to let issues fester; he believed in confronting problems head-on and finding resolutions like adults should.

Ascending to his office, each step felt heavier than the last. His usually focused mind was clouded with thoughts of their recent encounter, of Sophia’s distant demeanor. He wanted answers, clarity, a chance to lay everything out on the table and talk it through.

Emily, busy with her own concerns, couldn’t help but sense the shift in the air. Alexander’s aura was charged, his mood noticeably darker than usual. She knew him well enough to recognize the signs of an impending crisis.

Knocking on his door, Emily entered cautiously, her eyes scanning his stern expression. “Alexander, we need to talk. He glanced up from his paperwork, his gaze distant. “What is it, Emily?”

She hesitated for a moment before taking a seat opposite him. “I can tell something’s bothering you. Is it because of Sophia?”

Alexander’s eyes narrowed, but he didn’t respond immediately. “I know you two don’t get along,” Emily continued, concern evident in her voice. “But we can’t let personal conflicts interfere with the company.”

He finally looked at her, his gaze piercing. “You think this is just a personal conflict?”

Emily shrugged slightly, her voice softening, “I don’t know, Alexander. It just seems like there’s something more going on.”

Alexander’s lips curled into a humorless smile. “And what do you think you know, Emily?” Emily leaned forward, her tone sincere. “I know you’re frustrated.”

Determined to break through the wall he had put up, Emily shifted her approach. She moved closer to his desk, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of it. “You know, Alexander, sometimes people misunderstand each other. They let their assumptions cloud their judgment.”

His eyes flickered. “What are you getting at, Emily?”

She leaned in, her voice a hushed whisper. “I’ve noticed you’ve been distant lately. Maybe it’s time to let loose a little, to find comfort in unexpected places.”

Alexander’s brow furrowed, clearly puzzled by her words. Emily’s fingers danced along the surface of the desk, her gaze locked onto his. “Alexander, we’ve been through a lot together. Maybe it’s time we explore a different kind of connection.”

His eyes widened in realization, and before Emily could react, he leaned back abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. “Emily, stop.”

Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, her plan falling flat. She immediately left his office.

Emily’s resolve solidified. If seduction didn’t work, she would take more direct action. She reached for her phone, her fingers dialing an unknown number. As the call connected, she spoke in a tone that brooked no argument. “I need your help. It’s time to deal with someone.”