After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

Chapter 92

#92 “It Could be A Game-Changer.”

After reading the email, Alexander decided to contact Benjamin to tell him what he had found and to ask him how things were going with the investigation Benjamin was conducting.

“Tell me you found something Alexander,” Benjamin says by way of greeting.

“I have something. I’m emailing you what my secretary found,” Alexander says. Alexander’s fingers click quickly on the keyboard as he forwards the email.

There was a long pause while Benjamin read all the information. Alexander also went through the ranks again and again.

“Interesting…” Benjamin drawls.

“What’s interesting?” Alexander hurriedly asks. “Tell me you got something too.”

“I checked the cameras near the apartment where the murder happened, “Benjamin begins.

“And?” prompts Alexander.

“I traced the mysterious man’s movements. He appeared in the vicinity before Sophia entered the abandoned apartment. The surveillance footage shows him with a black bag, and it’s clear that he was orchestrating events from the shadows.”

The words hung in the air, a revelation that unraveled the tightly wound threads of deception. Alexander’s mind raced, connecting the dots. “This wasn’t some random encounter. They planned this – the mysterious man and the deceased’s girlfriend. They wanted to frame Sophia.”

response was laden with conviction, “Exactly. This goes beyond mere coincidence. They set

expose them. I will make sure that this evidence

echoed the sentiment, “OK, keep me

details before hanging up. Alexander knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing how close he was

left the hotel room once again that day. He no longer felt tired or hungry. He just wanted to end this

took a moment to steady himself, the gravity of the situation pressing on his shoulders. He raised his hand and knocked firmly on the door,

revealing Cassie. Her eyes

her voice. Alexander met her gaze, his expression

she arched an eyebrow. “You were the man from the police

friend of Sophia Johnson,” he replied, his tone unwavering. “She’s detained as a suspect, and I know she’s being wrongly accused. I believe you have

apprehension. “I’ve already told the police

motives were for providing false information, now is the time to set things right. Go to the police station and correct your statement. Help us find the

“I don’t know what you’re talking

the moment and peered past Cassie into the dimly lit interior of the apartment. Luxury shopping bags lay scattered on the floor, a

without another word, he turned to leave. The door creaked shut behind him, leaving Cassie alone. Alexander left happy, he got the confirmation he wanted. He knew that Cassie was lying

rested on his shoulders. Swift and purposeful, he made his way to the police station,

in his throat as he entered, the familiar scent of bureaucracy and diligence permeating the air. He approached the front desk, his eyes

to Detective Turner’s office. As Alexander navigated the labyrinthine corridors, anticipation mingled with

detective engrossed in paperwork. He cleared his throat,

for you?” Detective Turner asked his tone a blend of professionalism and curiosity. Alexander wasted no time. “I’ve got

for Alexander to sit, his pen poised above the notepad. “Go

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