#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.”

knew that he and Michael had managed to extract a confession from Nelson, but that alone wasn’t sufficient. Clutching the diary, now a tangible piece of evidence, Sophia made

burdens to a wielder of truth. As she prepared for her

their voices buzzing with anticipation and skepticism. Alexander stood confidently at the podium, scanning the room filled with eager faces. Before he could formally introduce the session, the air was thick with questions hurled from every direction,

can

allegations about the financial discrepancies

explain the

he began, his

Nelson, caught in a candid moment, incriminated himself with boasts and confessions that implicated him in

room fell into a stunned silence as the recording ended, but the reprieve was brief. The reporters

Stone, while this tape certainly exposes Mr. Nelson’s character and possibly his motives, how does it address the authenticity of the documents in question?” one reporter asked, piercing

doors at the back of the conference hall swung open. All eyes turned as Sophia made a dramatic

her voice carrying across the room, “I’ve been

walked confidently to the front, placing the suitcase on the table and opening

over,” Alexander whispered, his voice tinged with a mix of exhaustion and concern. He reached out

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