After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#17 “This is Going to Be A Disaster.”

Sophia’s morning at work flew by, keeping her mind occupied and leaving little time to dwell on her situation with Evelyn. However, as soon as she could break free for lunch, she practically sprinted out of the office doors. Eager to avoid the looming dark clouds in the sky, she felt a surge of gratitude for having asked her personal assistant, Trevor, to bring her car to work that day.

As she walked briskly around the corner, seeking out her parked Aston Martin DB4 GT Zagato-a cherished gift from her late grandfather- Sophia’s eyes were drawn to a stunning Cadillac Escalade.

Oddly enough, the Escalade was parked directly behind her car in the nearly empty parking lot. A gentle honk and the roll-down of a window caught her attention.

“Well, if it isn’t the stunning Ms. Sophia Johnson,” Benjamin Thompson’s voice rang out, his head materializing from the Escalade’s window.

Sophia’s face lit up with an uncontrollable smile. Seeing her dear friend from their shared childhood in Europe always brought joy to her day.

Waving her over to his car, Benjamin waited as Sophia gracefully made her way to the passenger seat. “Benjamin,” she greeted him with a quick kiss on both cheeks, “it’s so wonderful to see you again! But what brings you here to the States?”

Navigating the car from the parking lot and into the bustling traffic, Benjamin replied, “The moment we hung up the phone, I booked a flight from Zurich to here.”

“You really didn’t have to go through all that trouble, Benjamin,” Sophia expressed her gratitude.

I did. But more importantly, I believe I have a plan,” Benjamin stated

looked at him curiously as he continued. “Once you told me about the money transfer from Evelyn’s bank, I knew exactly

interjected, concerned, “I don’t want to worsen matters for

me out-I had already

her, and she didn’t want him to make any decisions that might harm

to the US has always been part of my strategy. My company has long anticipated expansion into the US, and this opportunity feels like the perfect fit.”

the bank. Yes,

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the newest and most exclusive restaurant in town, they were led to a table by a grand bay window that offered a breathtaking view of

the exquisite Domaine de la Rochette Pinot

move the money? And why instruct his entire company to sever all ties?” Benjamin contemplated, swirling

a brilliant businessman. There has to be a reason. There must be some

purpose. Every move he makes is

others, it’s just

where the funds are actually

shifted toward the entrance. Curiosity piqued, Sophia

Emily, and Steven-the very

whispered to Benjamin. “Let’s just avoid

late,” Benjamin replied, clinking