After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

Chapter 220

#220 “The Past is Calling Me.”

Excitement filled the room as everyone gathered around the deciphered message revealed by Sophia.

“Trafalgar Square, London WC2N 5DN; Apollo and Daphne,” Sophia announced, her voice tinged with anticipation.

“Do you know what this place is?” she inquired, turning to her companions.

“That’s the address of the National Gallery,” Benjamin responded promptly, his eyes lighting up with recognition.

“And what about Apollo and Daphne?” Sophia pressed further, eager to unravel the mystery.

“It’s a painting,” Becky interjected.” I’ve heard of it before.”

Sophia’s mind raced with possibilities as she considered the significance of the message. Why would her grandfather lead her to a renowned painting in one of London’s most prestigious art galleries? What secrets could it hold?

“I think we should definitely check it out,” Sophia suggested, her voice filled with determination.

“But what do you expect to find there?” Benjamin questioned, his curiosity piqued.

Sophia hesitated, contemplating her response. “I’m not sure,” she admitted. “But there’s something about this painting, about Apollo and Daphne, that my grandfather wanted me to see.”

“Perhaps there’s a hidden message within the artwork itself,” Becky proposed, her eyes alight with excitement. “Art has a way of conveying truths that words cannot express.”

if there is a hidden message, what are you going to do, Sophia, are you going

mischievous grin. “If I have to,” she replied playfully, her

Sophia’s phone rang. Sophia’s heart skipped a beat as she saw Alexander’s name flash across her phone screen. With a quick glance at Benjamin and Becky,

greeted her,

honest, Mr. Stone, I slept very well last night,”

my father of lying and claim to have proof? ” he asked, his voice

God, Alexander,” she

could say that, my

in the face of adversity. “What should I do with you?” she teased, a smile playing on her lips. “But in all seriousness,

do you mean? Did you find any evidence? Because if so, at least I won’t look bad in front of the reporters for my stupid statement.” Alexander

the past few days. “Not yet, but I’m working on

grandfather’s apartment and the enigmatic diaries

you’re standing in front of the gallery?” Alexander

sense of determination evident in her

know you, Sophia. Please promise me you won’t do anything reckless or dangerous,” Alexander pleaded, his concern for her safety palpable even over the

his heartfelt plea. “Don’t worry, I won’t,” she reassured

Alexander said tenderly before they bid each

phone and rejoined Benjamin and Becky, ready to

Sophia stepped into the gallery, she couldn’t help but notice Benjamin and Becky standing together, engrossed in a lively discussion about a painting. Their heads were bent close, their hands gesturing animatedly,

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