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.”

hidden message, what are you going to do, Sophia, are you

I have to,” she replied playfully, her

name flash across her phone screen. With a quick

her, his voice filled

interview, and to be honest, Mr. Stone, I slept very well last night,” she

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

Alexander,” she exclaimed. “You acted with your head first,

that, my love,” Alexander

feel 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 all seriousness, things have taken a complicated

find any evidence? Because if so, at least I won’t look bad in front of the reporters

of the past few days. “Not yet, but I’m working on it,” she

Alexander in on the discovery of her grandfather’s apartment and the enigmatic diaries that held clues to their

in front of

Sophia confirmed, a sense of determination evident in

Please promise me you won’t do anything reckless or dangerous,” Alexander pleaded,

at his heartfelt plea. “Don’t worry, I won’t,” she reassured him. “But for now, I have to go. The

love,” Alexander said tenderly before

pocketed her phone and rejoined Benjamin and Becky, ready to uncover the secrets

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

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