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.

unusual situation. Sophia’s focus was on the auction, but she couldn’t entirely ignore

she tried her best to concentrate on the bidding process, determined not to let Alexander’s proximity distract her from

to approach Sophia once more, with Megan at his side. They made their way towards her, their footsteps echoing in the grand hall. Sophia, who had

it’s time to clear the air. Megan genuinely wanted to apologize to you, Sophia. We tried to contact you half a month ago, but it seems

further confrontation, decided to accept Megan’s apology 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

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. If I can do something to

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

unaware of the subtle undercurrents between the two women, breathed

”

part of the auction was about to begin, all the attendees returned to their respective tables. Sophia was determined to maintain her focus on the proceedings, doing her best to ignore the presence of Alexander and Megan, who were seated on either side of

remain 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

to her, but

with a definite purpose, and she would not

saying a word. Megan continued to howl until she reached a quiet corridor

down the dimly lit corridor, their

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

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

assistant, nodded in understanding. “I’m all

voice a hushed whisper. “We’re going to orchestrate a little wardrobe malfunction for Sophia. Nothing too serious, just enough to

mischief. “I like it. How can I

want you to spill something on top of her, apologize, and offer to help her clean her dress in the toilet. When you leave, lock her in

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