After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#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?”

day had been a mess from the very morning when she had first seen the unsettling news report. The fact that she was tangled

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

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

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

window, lost in her thoughts. Alexander picked up on her mood, unsurprised by her demeanor given the morning’s

voice carrying a detached tone. “Something like that,” Sophia replied vaguely, her focus remaining on the passing

caught wind of

your penchant for staying informed,” she retorted, her response cool and calculated, shutting down any

raised an eyebrow, not bothered by her tone. “Well,

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

sex-power deal involving your client’s secretary?” The journalist’s voice dripped with accusation. Sophia’s

his voice cold as ice. “This

hers. “Don’t let them

phone back into her bag, stealing a glance at Alexander. In the sunlight, his emerald green

of a ride, Sophia can’t ignore

always been a disruptive presence in the business world. I’m rather surprised you took him on as

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

clear her name, as she had done countless times

the entrance. Once inside her office, the chaos of ringing phones and bustling colleagues welcomed her. Despite the overwhelming

by her

she was acutely aware of the need for a strategic approach. Her mind was a well-organized battlefield, each thought carefully considered

resolve, she resolved to initiate an investigation to prove her innocence and unearth the source of the

will certainly help to resolve the