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.”

dripping with menace. “You see,

as a sinking feeling settled in the

do you mean?” Kyle demanded, his voice edged

he whispered his ominous warning. “Forget about those missing documents, Kyle,” he hissed, his tone dripping with malice. “Trust me, you don’t want to go down that road.

them,”

glint in his eyes as he confirmed Kyle’s suspicions. “Guilty as charged,” he replied, his tone laced with arrogance. But it’s nothing personal, Kyle. Just

someone buy those documents?” Kyle mused aloud, his mind racing with possibilities. “And

Kyle,” he taunted, relishing in Kyle’s evident

he processed Alberto’s admission, a sense of betrayal burning deep within him. “You

needed to be done,” he retorted, his tone defiant. “And if you know what’s good for

hardening as he met Alberto’s gaze with steely determination. “I won’t be intimidated by you, Alberto,” he declared, his voice firm.

his expression darkening with rage. ” You’re making a mistake, Kyle,” he warned, his voice low and

feel the weight of responsibility pressing down

firmly, his voice steady despite the tension crackling in the air between them. “You’ve crossed a line, and I won’t let it go

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