After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#222 “If You Came to Gloat, Leave.”

In the morning, Alexander sat in his office, nursing a cup of coffee as he sifted through his emails, trying to focus on the tasks at hand. However, his concentration was shattered when Michael barged into his office without so much as a knock.

“Well, brother, our father has put on a terrible show for you,” Michael declared bluntly.

“If you came to gloat, leave, I have work to do,” Alexander retorted, his tone terse as he tried to keep his emotions in check.

“Exactly the opposite. I came to get involved,” Michael countered, his voice carrying a hint of urgency.

“What does that mean?” Alexander asked, turning his chair to face his brother fully, curiosity piqued by Michael’s unexpected offer of assistance.

Michael took the liberty of sitting down in the chair opposite Alexander, crossing his legs casually as he leaned back. “That son of a bitch has caused enough trouble since we were kids. I’m sick of watching him wreck. And even if I’m not your biggest fan, Alexander, I’m ready to help in whatever way I can, if only to send him back into the hole he crawled out of,” he explained, his eyes gleaming with determination.

Alexander raised an eyebrow, surprised by Michael’s uncharacteristic display of solidarity. “You know, Michael, on principle I would tell you to fuck yourself, but I think we both deserve revenge,” he admitted, a reluctant respect creeping into his tone.

“That’s my boy. Do you have an idea?” Michael leaned forward eagerly, his interest piqued by the prospect of taking down their father.

me, you would come with a proposal,” Alexander sighed, feeling the weight of the situation bearing down

doing to control the situation?” Michael asked,

leads on her grandfather’s trail, piecing

not enough, Alexander. What if you don’t find anything?” Michael pressed, his frustration

will find out,” Alexander declared boldly, refusing to entertain the possibility

it’s a good thing I showed up,” Michael chuckled, his tone laced with sarcasm. “You’ve never been one for

wrong with

pride stung by Michael’s

name. I want to destroy him so thoroughly that he never dares to show his face again,” Michael retorted,

you suggest? Are you finished criticizing?” Alexander countered, his patience wearing

who likes to brag excessively, his ego is a great weakness. I say hit it right there,” Michael

Alexander countered, his skepticism

him, Alexander. Let him reveal himself,” Michael elaborated, leaning

attention now,” Alexander replied,

pages of the second diary, while Benjamin’s admonishments filled the room like a heavy cloud. She listened to his tirade, his words a constant barrage of disapproval and

laced with frustration. “Do you realize that if you

her voice tinged with defiance. She was tired of defending her actions, tired of being treated

the fences? What if they had nothing?” Benjamin pressed on, his

that’s not the important thing,” Sophia

frustration only seemed to escalate as Sophia continued to push