After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#217 “Come With Me.”

“Your grandfather made me purchase a flat here in London in my name, where he used to stay,” Audrey revealed, her tone tinged with a hint of nostalgia and apprehension.

“An apartment?” Sophia queried, her curiosity piqued.

“I didn’t want anyone to associate it with him, so, to make it difficult to trace, I bought and registered it in my name. The money he was sending me was meant for the taxes on the apartment and also for Benjamin’s care.

“What kind of apartment has a tax of twenty thousand dollars?” Sophia’s disbelief was palpable.

“Well, ten, the rest was for me,”

Audrey corrected with a gentle smile. ”

However, Christopher always had a taste for the finer things, and style comes with a price tag.”

“Could you take me there?” Sophia inquired eagerly, her mind already racing with possibilities.

“I can provide you with the address. There’s no need for me to accompany you. There’s a maid who has been looking after it all these years, and she’ll be able to assist you with anything you need.”

returned to the room with Becky in tow, Sophia felt a

all go,” Benjamin suggested, his tone decisive. “It might be useful for all of us to see what’s

“I’m not sure if it’s necessary,” she began, but

reminded her, his voice tinged with concern. “You and I also have

she acquiesced,

a bad situation because she had gone alone. Now it wouldn’t hurt to take reinforcements with her, and he owed it to Benjamin to know

the window, but inside the car, tension hung thick in the

yet tinged with an underlying edge,

noted Becky’s subtle hostility, wondering why the young woman seemed to have taken an instant

bringing Benjamin into this?” Becky snapped, her tone

Becky’s abruptness, Sophia paused

a long

Sophia’s answer, leaving the rest of the journey shrouded in tense silence. Sophia couldn’t help but feel perplexed by Becky’s hostility, unable to understand what she had done

a quick glance at Becky, who remained aloof, Sophia rang the doorbell. Moments later, the door swung open, revealing

Johnson,” the woman told her. “My

confusion at Diana’s statement. Why would this woman be expecting her, and how did she

elegant click of Sophia’s heels echoed through the spacious foyer as she followed Diana, the woman who seemed to hold the key to her grandfather’s enigmatic past. Her mind buzzed with questions, each one a thread she hoped would unravel the

I have to ask,” she began, her voice a mix of eagerness and apprehension. “What was your relationship with my grandfather? And why were

sadness. “Christopher and I were close friends,”

“But why wait until now to reach out to me?” she pressed, her

grandfather was a private man, Sophia. He didn’t want to burden you with his affairs while he was alive.