After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#128 “We can’t Afford Any Slip-ups.

As soon as Megan left Alexander’s office he sighed. Conversations with Megan always put a strain on him, and he doesn’t know how long he can push her away without her having a problem with it.

Alexander texted Kyle that he was waiting for him in his office to talk. Not long after, the journalist entered his office with a big smile.

“Hey, boss man, what’s up?” Kyle greeted, plopping down in a chair across from Alexander’s desk.

Alexander leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled. “Cut the small talk, Kyle. What’s the deal with the investigation? Do you learn something?

Kyle scratched his head, a sheepish smile playing on his lips. “Yeah, about that. I’ve started poking around the core business, but digging up the real dirt is gonna be a bit of a slow burn.”

Alexander leaned forward, his expression serious. “Time is of the essence, Kyle. We need to wrap this up quickly. What’s the holdup?”

Kyle shrugged, “You know how these things go. It’s like peeling an onion. Layers, man. But don’t worry, I got this. Alexander sighed, rubbing his temples. “Just get to the bottom of it. We need key information, and we need it fast.”

The two men delved into the details of the investigation, strategizing and dissecting the intricacies of the case. As they talked, Kyle couldn’t resist injecting a bit of levity into the conversation.

“Speaking of risks, man, you’re out here playing detective for Sophia while she’s probably living it up in Vegas with my cousin. Priorities, my friend,” Kyle chuckled.

Alexander’s face darkened at the mention of Sophia. The casual remark hit a nerve, aggravating an already somber mood. “What is she doing in Vegas? And why is she with your cousin?” he asked.

“My girlfriend Evelyn and Sophia went to Vegas to ‘let loose’, and my charming cousin is playing guide. If I were you, I’d be worried. Sandro is a squeamish flatterer.”

Kyle,” Alexander

you’re taking the risks, and

as Alexander’s expression hardened. The news of Sophia’s escapades in Las Vegas cast a shadow over him, worsening his already sour mood. Yet, rather

the task at hand,” he urged, his voice low and controlled. “Megan might be catching wind that something’s off. We can’t

sensing the shift in the room’s dynamics. “Got it, boss. I’ll hustle and

leaving Alexander alone, a sudden longing for Sophia hit him like a ton of bricks. He couldn’t shake off the memories-the way she laughed, the warmth she brought into the room – damn,

slipping away and every moment without Sophia felt like she was distancing herself even more. The whole investigation thing mixed with the fact that she was miles away

that bothered him. He was just always worried about her. If he hadn’t tracked her down to London now who knows what would have

out of the window at the city lights below. The twinkling skyline reflected the chaos inside his head. It wasn’t just about solving

casting long shadows across the bustling streets as Sophia and Evelyn plunged into the heart of the city for a shopping spree. Sandro, opting for a lazy day, stayed back at the

the vibrant

through the doors with all these purchases

sharing in the amusement. Little did they know that their

her, a figure that sent a shiver down her spine. His attire bore an uncanny

melted suddenly,” Evelyn observed, her tone laced

mind already at work, piecing

shops, Sophia leading Evelyn with purpose. The man continued to tail them, and Sophia’s suspicions heightened as

a row and still being followed, Sophia decided it was time to clue Evelyn in on the unfolding situation. The gravity of the moment

she led Evelyn through a maze of shops, doubling back and changing directions in a seamless dance to shake

they stumbled upon? What was the threat lurking behind them? The urgency