After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#84 “Show Them This Letter.”

“Michael, this is exactly the lifeline I needed. Please introduce me to your friend as soon as possible,” Megan urged, trying for a second time to find out about who is Michael talking about.

Michael nodded. “Of course, Megan. But not now. He prefers to maintain a low profile, but I assure you, his capabilities are unmatched.”

Megan nodded in agreement. “Thank you, Michael. I’ve invested everything in this company, and I can’t afford to lose it all now. I trust your judgment in this matter.”

Michael wore a mask of reassurance, masking the complexity of his true intentions. “You’re doing the right thing, Megan. Sophia’s plan won’t stand a chance against this partnership. We’ll make sure of it.”

As they concluded their meeting and parted ways, the stakes had been raised in the intricate game of power and deception that was being played behind the scenes.

Megan was buoyed by a renewed sense of hope and determination. The unknown investor represented a glimmer of salvation for her struggling company, and she was willing to do whatever it took to ensure its survival.

As the chess pieces continued to move on the grand board of corporate intrigue Michael was working mainly for his interest. He didn’t care whose plan was going to succeed if he was on the winning part.

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Sophia’s arrival in London marked the beginning of a journey that held both personal and professional significance. As she stepped off the plane and into the bustling Heathrow Airport, she couldn’t help but feel the embrace of a city that was no stranger to her.

her grandfather disappeared without a trace. Sophia mourned his loss and assumed he had passed away. She didn’t know that he had secretly remained in London for some time after leaving her side. Why her grandfather chose to once stay in London remained a mystery, one that Sophia was determined to

the secrets of the past, she was determined to savor the moments

in a historic part of the city. The cobblestone streets and the charming architecture that surrounded her seemed to whisper tales of a bygone era. Her room overlooked

began her day with a quintessential English breakfast in the hotel’s charming dining room. The clinking

meal, knowing that this trip wasn’t just about work but also

in golden light, Sophia embarked on the first order of business during her stay in London. She had arranged a meeting with

and she had

townhouse nestled in a quiet corner of the city. The exterior exuded an air of professionalism, while the interiors were tastefully decorated, offering a sense of comfort and

a pleasure to meet you,” Dr. Hartman said as she extended her hand in greeting. Her warm smile was genuine, and

mine, Dr. Hartman,” Sophia replied. “I’ve heard wonderful things about your work, and I’m truly grateful for your willingness to

comfortable discussion about Maestro’s condition and the steps needed to ensure his well- being

Maestro Paus’s situation, and Dr. Hartman listened attentively, her expertise shining through as she asked pertinent questions and reassured Sophia about the care Maestro

Ms. Johnson, we will provide the best care possible for him,” Dr. Hartman said with confidence. “I’ll make

feel a sense of relief knowing that Maestro Paus would be in capable hands. She thanked Dr. Hartman

out into the vibrant streets of the city, her heart swelled with determination, and she couldn’t help but embrace the

was ready to continue. She hailed a cab and headed to Maestro Paus’s house to find

help but admire the architectural beauty and the sense of history that enveloped the place. Maestro Paus had maintained a residence in London, and it was

of dignified grace, her white apron crisply starched, and her demeanor exuding

“Maestro Paus has instructed me to assist you in any way I can. Please

with elegant antique furniture, rich mahogany bookshelves, and soft, muted colors that exuded a timeless

stories of Maestro Paus’s life and his enduring love for music. It