After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#198 “You’ve Crossed A Line.”

As Kyle and Alexander laid eyes on Alberto standing ominously by the entrance, Kyle’s suspicions immediately surged to the forefront of his mind. The sight of his former associate, once a formidable figure within the mafia, sent a chill down Kyle’s spine.

“What’s he doing here?” Kyle muttered to Alexander, his voice low and tinged with apprehension.

Before Alexander could reply, Alberto strode towards them with an air of confidence, his smirk sending shivers down Kyle’s spine. “Well, well, well, look who we have here,” Alberto taunted, his eyes glinting with malice. ” Kyle, I must say, I’m not very surprised to see you.”

Kyle’s jaw tightened as he squared his shoulders, steeling himself for the confrontation ahead. “I don’t owe you any explanations, Alberto,” he retorted, his tone laced with defiance. ” But since you’re so curious, I’m here on my own business.”

Alberto’s laughter echoed like a sinister melody in the air, his amusement palpable. “Ah, I see,” he chuckled darkly. “I expected as much. But let me give you a word of advice, Kyle: you’re playing with fire, and you know how that ends.”

Kyle’s gaze hardened as he met Alberto’s predatory stare head-on. “I don’t need your advice,” he shot back, his voice firm and unwavering. “And I certainly don’t need your threats.”

eyes glinting with malice. “Oh, but you do, Kyle,” he replied, his tone dripping with menace. “You see, I overheard your little conversation, and let me

a sinking feeling settled in

you mean?” Kyle demanded, his voice

Kyle’s ear as he whispered his ominous warning. “Forget about those missing documents, Kyle,” he hissed, his tone dripping with malice. “Trust me, you don’t want

them,” Kyle

his tone laced with arrogance. But it’s nothing personal, Kyle. Just business. I sold them

aloud, his mind

satisfaction. “That’s none of your concern, Kyle,” he taunted, relishing in

admission, a sense of betrayal burning deep within him. “You

cold and calculating. “I did what needed to be done,” he retorted,

be intimidated by you, Alberto,” he declared, his voice

his expression darkening with rage. ” You’re making a mistake, Kyle,” he warned, his voice low and threatening. “One last chance to reconsider or you’ll

He could feel the weight of responsibility pressing down

down, Alberto,” Kyle stated firmly, his voice steady despite the tension crackling in the air between them. “You’ve crossed a line,

Kyle’s with a venomous intensity. You’ll regret this, Kyle,” he spat, his words dripping with venom. “You have no idea what you’re