After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#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

to expose them. I will make sure that this evidence goes to the

the sentiment, “OK,

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

jacket and left the hotel room once again that day. He no longer felt tired or hungry. He just

a moment to steady himself, the gravity of the situation pressing on his shoulders.

revealing Cassie. Her eyes widened in surprise

Cassie asked a feigned innocence in her voice. Alexander met her gaze, his expression serious. “I’m looking for answers, Cassie. Answers

eyebrow. “You were the man from the police station,

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

surprise and apprehension. “I’ve already told the police everything I know,”

testimony is crucial. Whatever your motives were for providing false information, now is the time to set things right. Go to the

don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve

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

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 and he knew how to

and the responsibility that now rested on his shoulders. Swift and purposeful, he made his

the key to Sophia’s freedom. Alexander’s breath caught in his throat as he entered, the familiar scent of bureaucracy and diligence permeating the air. He approached

someone in charge,” Alexander declared, his voice unwavering. The officer, ever vigilant, directed him to Detective Turner’s office. As Alexander navigated the labyrinthine corridors, anticipation mingled with anxiety. The

paperwork. He cleared his

his tone a blend of professionalism and curiosity. Alexander wasted no time. “I’ve got information that could change the course of this investigation. I need you to act on it

Alexander to sit, his pen poised above the