3 “The Quicker, The Better.”

“Mr. Stone, what can you tell us about your current situation with the Senator’s daughter?”

A reporter yelled at Alex the moment he stepped out of the courthouse; the blinding sunlight assaulted his dark green eyes. The scene before him was chaotic, with reporters swarming like a hive of bees. Flashing cameras momentarily blinded him, and microphones were thrust into his face, each reporter vying for his attention.

Amidst the frenzy, their questions bombarded him like a relentless onslaught. “Is there any truth to you marrying the daughter of a Senator?” one reporter demanded.

Another chimed in, “Can you finally reveal the name of your ex-wife?”

The questions grew more personal and invasive. “How long have you been having an affair?” and “What can you tell us about the divorce agreement?” echoed through the air.

Alexander’s patience began to wear thin as he pushed his way through the crowd. He remained silent as he was in no mood to answer any reporter’s questions, especially ones that were so clearly misinformed. Just as he broke through the barrage, a reporter’s voice boomed from the back, catching his attention.

“Ms. Johnson, Ms. Sophia Johnson, can we have a moment of your time?”

into a frenzied spectacle as the reporters quickly redirected their attention from Alexander to the stunning blonde who

undeniable air of elegance. Her blonde hair bounced ever so slightly with each confident step she took toward the courthouse stairs. As she moved, her impeccable sense of style was

across the sea of reporters, and Alexander could have sworn he caught a fleeting glimpse of a smile gracing her lips. The sight of her composure amidst the pandemonium only intensified his curiosity, stirring an unexpected mixture of emotions

every deliberate step Sophia took, she moved effortlessly through the gathering, seemingly unperturbed by the relentless barrage of questions and camera flashes. Her composed demeanor conveyed neither

gracefully descended the courthouse steps, her presence captivating their attention, and Alexander’s. It was apparent to everyone that she was

glided into the vehicle. As the car prepared to pull away, Sophia lowered the window, offering one last glance at the journalists. This time, her smile was unmistakable,

stunning. Alexander, observing Sophia from a close distance, assessed

disappearing vehicle. When she looked back at Alexander, she noticed an odd expression on his face, one that she was sure she

inquired, trying

her phone again, having just confirmed Alexander’s next appointment. “That was Sophia Johnson,”

brow. “Johnson? Why does that name seem so familiar? The only Johnson I can

Alex’s eyes with

Simon Johnson? The one who recently passed

nodded, guiding Alexander toward their waiting Lincoln Navigator SUV that had pulled up in front of the courthouse, replacing Sophia’s car. “That’s the one,” she affirmed, opening the

further. He stopped at the door to the car, closed the door, and took a step closer

the late Judge Simon Johnson. She is a legendary lawyer in her own right. She has never lost a case as a corporate lawyer. She is also the founding partner of Johnson

Alexander murmured, processing the

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