#88 “Sophia has been Arrested in London.”

Police cars quickly surrounded the building, their red and blue lights flashing in a disorienting rhythm. The commotion outside left Sophia and Alexander in a state of heightened tension, their eyes straining to get a better view of the approaching scene.

“We have to get out of here,” Alexander urged, grabbing Sophia’s hand as she continued to peer out the window. Sophia turned to him, her voice a hushed murmur. “It’s no use.”

Perplexed, Alexander’s brow furrowed. “Why do you say that? Don’t give up.”

Sophia responded with a bitter laugh. ” I’m not giving up. But think about it. How long before they find our fingerprints and realize we were here? You, Alexander Stone, can’t hide in plain sight, and I’m a lawyer. If we run, it’ll look like we have something to hide, which we don’t. We need to stay and tell the truth.”

Alexander gazed at her with a mix of admiration and surprise, appreciating her quick and analytical thinking.

“Alright, we stay. So, what’s our story when the police arrive?” he inquired.

“The truth,” Sophia replied, locking her gaze with his. But their conversation was abruptly interrupted when a team of police officers violently breached the front door of the room. Reacting swiftly, Sophia discarded the gun, ensuring it hit the ground before they noticed her.

voices authoritative and demanding. “Raise your

immediate line of sight. He squeezed her hand in an attempt to give her courage before

as they spotted the lifeless body sprawled on the

his fellow officers. The two of them were swiftly handcuffed, their hands immobilized behind

silent,” the policeman began, reciting their rights. Sophia finished the sentence for him, her voice steady and familiar with

below through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The panoramic view of the sprawling metropolis never failed

meticulously crafted plan, a plan that she believed would finally remove Sophia from the picture, once and

with an air of authority. It was one of her trusted subordinates,

hint of excitement

crept across Megan’s face. It seemed that her carefully laid

Alexander Stone is also in London. He accompanied Sophia to the police station, though his involvement doesn’t seem significant,

was working better than she could have hoped. Her intention had always been to drive a

only lose her freedom but also suffer a tarnished reputation. And as for Alexander, he

about Sophia committing murder. I want her to spend her life in prison, and her reputation in ruins.” Her voice held a chilling resolve

to make Alexander fall in love with her, and she wasn’t going to

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exhaustion, and he felt a nagging sense

seeking the services of the best criminal lawyer London had to offer. He was determined to do everything in his power to aid Sophia. The lawyer, a sharp and experienced professional,

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