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.”

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

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

beat as she saw Alexander’s name flash across her phone

her, his voice filled

I slept very well last night,” she

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

God, Alexander,” she exclaimed. “You

that,

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

bad in front of the reporters for my

of the past

proceeded to fill Alexander in on the discovery of her grandfather’s apartment and

you’re standing in front

of determination

know you, Sophia. Please promise me you won’t do anything reckless or dangerous,” Alexander pleaded, his concern for

smile at his heartfelt plea. “Don’t worry, I won’t,” she reassured him. “But for

tenderly before they bid each other

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

engrossed in a lively discussion about a painting. Their heads were bent close, their hands gesturing animatedly, and

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