After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#58 “It’s Time to Put on A Little Act.

As the auction began, the atmosphere in the room grew tense with anticipation. Bidders, investors, and business people filled the space, all eyeing the valuable assets up for grabs.

Sophia leaned toward Benjamin and softly asked, “The next two are fine to bid, but I remind you not to go above $ 500,000 because after that you will be at a loss.”

Benjamin’s eyes wandered over the event program, and he pointed to a 19th -century painting, a glint of interest in his eyes. “How about I give that 19th- century painting a try?” he suggested, contemplating the artwork.

Sophia playfully slapped his hand, giving him a mock stern look. “We agreed, no extra bids,” she scolded him.

This made them both laugh softly. Meanwhile, Alexander, sitting nearby, couldn’t help but overhear their conversation. Irritation flickered across his face as he noted Sophia’s warm interaction with Benjamin. She had never been so nice and welcoming to him and it was driving him crazy.

As the bidding progressed, Benjamin successfully secured a smaller asset package, prompting a satisfied smile from Sophia. The bidding for other assets intensified, with various participants vying for control.

Megan, seated a few rows away from Sophia, emerged as a strong contender in the auction. She managed to acquire two high-value asset packages, raising Sophia’s curiosity. Megan’s choices were all high-stake assets with potential legal complications, suggesting she had the confidence and skill to navigate the legal gray areas involved.

Sophia couldn’t help but observe Megan’s strategic moves. She leaned toward Benjamin once more and whispered, “Did you see that? Megan just snagged two significant assets with potential legal risks. She must have quite the legal team backing her.”

Benjamin nodded, impressed by Megan’s bold acquisitions. “You’re right, Sophia. But are you sure she is having that kind of support? You’re the best lawyer in town, and I doubt anyone else could justify the risk. I have a feeling her work isn’t that clean.”

As the auction continued, Sophia noticed that Alexander remained surprisingly passive during the first half, not bidding on any assets. She couldn’t help but wonder what his strategy might be, as it seemed unlikely that he would sit out the entire auction.

entirely ignore Alexander’s presence beside her. His subtle movements, his occasional whispers with Megan, and even the faint scent of his cologne

and curiosity, she tried her best to concentrate on the bidding process, determined not to let Alexander’s

her, their footsteps echoing in the grand hall. Sophia, who

time” Alexander began, “1 believe it’s time to clear the air. Megan

any further confrontation, decided to accept Megan’s apology gracefully. She offered a polite smile and said, “Thank you, Megan. Let’s really

best act, extended her hand towards Sophia stopping her worm from moving away. “Absolutely, Sophia. I didn’t mean to hurt you personally, nor to offend you. I sincerely apologize for the inconvenience caused.

an underlying tension beneath Megan’s veneer of cordiality. Megan’s smile seemed forced, her gaze

undercurrents between the two women,

Megan,” Sophia replied. ”

returned to their respective tables. Sophia was determined to maintain her focus on the

her bidding strategy, which had already raised some doubts, but also the lingering unease stemming from the scandal that Megan

but that couldn’t erase all her actions up

other hand wasn’t done with her plan. She had come with a definite purpose, and she would not leave

the table. Her assistant followed her without saying a word. Megan continued to howl until she reached a

down the dimly lit corridor, their steps echoing softly in

the silence. Megan turned to her, and outlined her plan, “We’re

do you intend to do that?” A sly grin tugged at Megan’s lips. “Oh, Sarah, my dear. It’s time to put on a little

nodded in understanding. “I’m all ears,

little wardrobe malfunction for Sophia. Nothing too serious, just enough to keep

up with mischief. “I like it. How can I

and offer to help her clean her dress in the toilet. When you leave, lock her in the toilet

returned to the table. They settled back into their seats, and Sarah executed Megan’s plan with calculated precision. She feigned clumsiness, spilling