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.

the quiet moments between bids, she and Benjamin exchanged glances, silently acknowledging the unusual situation. Sophia’s focus was on the auction, but she couldn’t entirely ignore Alexander’s presence

curiosity, she tried her best to concentrate on the bidding process,

more, with Megan at his side. They made their way towards her, their footsteps echoing in the grand hall. Sophia, who had been engaged in conversation with Benjamin about their future bids, looked up to see Alexander and

air. Megan genuinely wanted to apologize to you, Sophia. We tried to contact you half

gracefully. She offered a polite smile and said, “Thank you, Megan. Let’s really focus on the auction now.” With that, she gently backed away from

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. If I can do

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

between the two

need, Megan,” Sophia replied. ”

the auction was about to begin, all the attendees returned to their respective tables. Sophia was determined to maintain her focus on

composed, something about Megan didn’t sit right with Sophia. It wasn’t just her bidding strategy, which had already raised some doubts, but also the lingering unease stemming from the

was aware that Megan had apologized to her, but that couldn’t erase all her actions up

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

without saying a word. Megan continued to howl until she reached a quiet

down the dimly lit corridor, their steps echoing

turned to her, and outlined her plan, “We’re going to ensure

grin tugged at Megan’s

“I’m all

for Sophia. Nothing too serious, just enough to keep her occupied and away

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

her, apologize, and offer to help her clean her dress in the toilet. When you leave, lock her in the toilet just long enough to drop the auction, then

into their seats, and Sarah executed Megan’s plan with calculated precision. She feigned clumsiness, spilling a cup of