After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#230 “Sophia, Love, it’s Over.”

Sophia read the diary in one sitting, tears streaming down her face as each page revealed more heart-wrenching truths. By the time she closed the book, her resolve was fortified with the knowledge needed to save Alexander and also to confront the mysteries surrounding her father’s death.

Sophia’s heart had toughened over the years, each new challenge reinforcing her resolve. Now, armed with the concluding revelations of her grandfather’s story, she was determined to confront those who had wronged her family.

She turned on the television, her eyes catching a live news broadcast where reporters were aggressively questioning Alexander’s credibility.

“How long will you postpone the conference? In our opinion, you are already inventing excuses,” one reporter sharply accused.

On-screen, Sophia saw the moment realization dawned on Alexander’s face; they could delay no longer. His response was firm and clear.

“Tomorrow afternoon. I have nothing to hide.”

but that alone wasn’t sufficient. Clutching the diary, now a tangible piece of

mission to aid Alexander, but in her personal journey from a bearer of burdens to a wielder of truth. As she prepared

the room, their voices buzzing with anticipation and skepticism. Alexander stood confidently at the podium, scanning the room filled with eager faces. Before he

Stone, can you

allegations about the financial

do you explain the leaked

of questions,” he began, his

as a video began to play on the screen behind him. The footage was clear: Nelson, caught in a candid moment, incriminated himself with boasts and confessions

into a stunned silence as the recording ended, but the reprieve was brief. The reporters quickly regained their composure, their initial shock

Mr. Nelson’s character and possibly his motives, how does it address the authenticity of the documents in question?” one

the doors at the back of the conference hall swung open. All eyes turned as Sophia made a dramatic entrance, wheeling a suitcase behind her. She was slightly disheveled from travel, her presence stark

across the room, “I’ve been traveling all night.

suitcase on the table and opening it to reveal stacks of documents

He reached out to gently touch