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.”

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

heart sank as a sinking feeling settled in the

you mean?” Kyle demanded, his voice

closer, his breath hot against 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 to go down that

stole them,” Kyle

suspicions. “Guilty as charged,” he replied, his tone

Kyle mused aloud, his mind racing with possibilities. “And who could

of your concern, Kyle,” he taunted, relishing in Kyle’s evident discomfort. ” You’re out of your depth here.

“You acted on your own,” he realized, his voice filled

needed to be done,”

with steely determination. “I won’t be intimidated by you, Alberto,” he declared, his voice firm. “I’ll confess everything

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

the weight of responsibility pressing down on him, the urgency of

his voice steady despite the tension crackling in the air between them. “You’ve crossed a

fury, his gaze boring into Kyle’s with a venomous intensity. You’ll regret this, Kyle,” he spat, his words dripping