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.”

going to do, Sophia, are you going to steal the painting?” Benjamin

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

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, who were eagerly waiting to enter the gallery, she

greeted her, his voice

Stone, I slept very well last night,” she confessed, a hint of mischief in her

chuckled at her words. “Ah, did you see the end? Where I accuse my father of lying and claim to have proof? ” he

Alexander,” she exclaimed. “You acted with your

say that, my

a surge of admiration for her fiancé’s resilience in the face of adversity. “What should I do with you?” she teased, a smile playing on her lips. “But in

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 inquired, his tone shifting to one

the events of the past few days. “Not yet, but I’m

the discovery of her grandfather’s apartment and the enigmatic diaries that held clues to

standing in front of the gallery?” Alexander

Sophia confirmed, a sense of determination evident in her

you won’t do anything reckless or dangerous,” Alexander pleaded, his concern

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

said tenderly before

renewed sense of purpose, Sophia pocketed her phone and rejoined Benjamin and Becky, ready to

lively discussion about a painting. Their heads were bent close, their hands gesturing animatedly, and Sophia couldn’t help but smile at the

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