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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 38 by GloryWrites

#38 “Let’s not Let Alexander Interfere with Us.”

Sophia’s network of connections extended into various spheres, and she had a close friend with unique hacking skills that allowed them to breach computers and social profiles. With the help of these skills, Sophia had managed to obtain a private chat between Barbara and Mr. Thompson.

In this conversation, they discussed their plan to shift blame onto Sophia in case any issues arose with the bribery scheme.

As Sophia repeatedly read through the conversation, her anger grew more palpable. She was not about to be played as a pawn in their scheme. It was time for her to take control and retaliate.

Just as she was contemplating her next steps, her secretary informed her of an unexpected visitor. It was Mr. Thompson’s secretary, the very person involved in the bribery. Sophia welcomed her into her office, a smile playing on her lips. It seemed that her revenge plan might be unfolding on its own terms.

A petite woman entered the office, clutching her small black bag with obvious anxiety. Sophia motioned for her to take a seat and leaned forward, curious about the visitor’s intentions.

“I’ll be direct, Ms. Johnson. I want to offer you a sincere apology for the situation you’ve been ensnared in,” the woman began.

Sophia’s eyes narrowed as she met the apology with a defiant question. “Why didn’t Thompson come to me in person to offer this apology?”

The visitor sighed, her posture showing signs of nervousness. “I’m not here on behalf of my former employer.” Sophia was intrigued by the mention of the word former.

“Actually, I decided to ask you for help, the woman confessed. “Help for what?” Sophia inquired, curious about what could have led this woman to seek her assistance after everything that happened.

“When Mr. Thompson asked me to offer a bribe to the other lawyer, I had no idea of the extent of his desires,” the woman explained, her voice trembling. “He had coerced me into bribing people before, but this time, when the lawyer approached me…,” she trailed off, unable to continue.

Recognizing the woman’s distress, Sophia quickly fetched a glass of water and handed it to her. “Take your time,” she comforted. “You’re safe here.”

Gathering her composure, the woman continued, “I didn’t realize that I was being forced into a sex deal. I was manipulated into participating, as if it were a gift…”

Sophia’s heart sank as she listened to the woman’s harrowing experience. Take a deep breath,” she advised, gently squeezing the woman’s hand. ” You’re incredibly brave for coming forward and telling me the truth.”

Tears welled up in the woman’s eyes. “I didn’t want to cause any trouble. I was just trying to do my job…”

Sophia nodded, understanding the woman’s predicament. “I completely understand, but we can’t let this injustice continue.”

“What do you suggest, Ms. Johnson?” “Please, call me Sophia,” she insisted. ” I suggest that you tell me everything you know about the deal Mr. Thompson and Barbara have been working on. I will take care of the rest.”

As Thomson’s ex-secretary recounted all his nefarious schemes involving Barbara. Sophia tried not to smile as she recorded everything in detail.

Sophia leaned back in her chair. ” Thank you for coming forward and trusting me with this information,” she said sincerely. “I know it wasn’t easy for you, but by doing this, we can make a real difference.”

“I never thought I would find myself in a situation like this,” she admitted. ” But seeing how you handled everything, how you stood up for what’s right, it gave me hope.”

Sophia smiled warmly, her voice filled with encouragement. “We all have the power to make a difference.”

The woman took a deep breath. “You’re right,” she said. Sophia reached out and clasped the secretary’s hand, a gesture of support and solidarity. “And I promise you that we’ll protect your identity throughout this process.”

She nodded, gratitude filling her eyes. ” Thank you, Sophia.”

“By the way, what’s your name?” Sophia asked with a laugh, realizing that they hadn’t even formally introduced themselves.

“Mary,” she replied with a smile. With that Mary left and Sophia wasted no time. She decided that it was time to take her fight for justice to the wider public. She believed that by anonymously sharing the news with the media, she could shed light on the corruption and wrongdoing she had uncovered.

With careful consideration, Sophia crafted a detailed account of the events, ensuring that every piece of evidence was included. She wanted to provide a comprehensive picture of the truth, leaving no room for doubt.

Using encrypted channels and anonymous email accounts, Sophia sent the information to trusted journalists and media outlets. She knew that this step was crucial in exposing the truth and holding those responsible accountable for their actions.

Sophia had just finished drafting another email when she heard a knock on her office door. Glancing at the clock, she frowned. It wasn’t a time when she was expecting any visitors.

The door swung open, and Michael entered with a smile. Sophia stood up to greet him, a bit surprised by his unexpected appearance.

“I wasn’t anticipating company,” she remarked lightly, extending her hand in greeting. Michael smiled back at her, but instead of shaking her hand, he reached for her earlobe.

Her surprise turned to confusion as he ran a finger along her ear. “You’re not wearing the earring I gave you,” he pointed out.

She smiled nervously, feeling caught off guard. “Oh, yeah. I actually left them at home,” she quickly improvised with a lie. His smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. ” Really?” he raised an eyebrow skeptically.

She took a step back, her nerves getting the best of her. “Yeah, you know, I didn’t want to risk losing them again.”

He chuckled, but there was an undertone of frustration in his laughter. “You know, Sophia, something very peculiar happened today.”

“What?”

“Someone named Alexander sent this. to me earlier,” he revealed, producing the box containing the earrings he had given her.

Internally cursing Alexander, Sophia tried to come up with an explanation. She couldn’t tell Michael that Alexander had thrown the earrings in the trunk of his car.

“I’m sorry, Michael. It’s not what you think,” she tried to defuse the situation. His tone remained cool. “And what exactly do you think I should think, Sophia?”

“It’s just… Alexander being Alexander, “she replied, attempting to downplay the situation.

“So, he’s trying to meddle?” Sophia’s frustration with Alexander grew, but she remained composed. ” Michael, it’s not like that. I genuinely appreciate your gift.”

“Do you?” he asked pointedly. ” Because it seems to me that you don’t believe in my intentions or my gestures, “Michael said and hit the wall. This startled Sophia, but she tried not to show it. Michael had never acted like this in front of her.

She sighed, realizing this was spiraling in a direction she hadn’t intended. ” Michael, it’s not like that. I do appreciate what you’ve done for me. This is just a misunderstanding.”

He crossed his arms, his frustration evident. “I have a feeling I’m being played here. And I don’t appreciate it.”

“Michael, this isn’t about playing anyone. It’s just Alexander acting stupid.” “I know what’s going on. Alexander is trying to one-up me,” he declared.

“Michael, that’s nonsense. We’re not kids in a playground. I think you and Alexander need to sort out your personal issues without dragging me into it.”

“I can’t stand by while he makes a mockery out of my attempts to get closer to you,” he retorted.

Sophia let out a resigned sigh, realizing where this conversation was headed. ” Look, Michael, I have no ill feelings toward you, and I certainly didn’t mean to offend you. But I’m not interested in being caught up in any drama between you and Alexander.”

“I understand,” he replied, a touch of bitterness in his tone. “Let’s not let Alexander interfere with us.’

Sophia felt a wave of frustration wash over her. “Michael, there’s no ‘us.’ We’re friends, and that’s it.” “Let me take you out for a date, and maybe you’ll change your mind,” he suggested, stepping closer.

“I won’t go out on a date with you,” she declares firmly, meeting his gaze head- on. Seeing his expression darken slightly, she adds quickly, “But I can take you out to lunch, okay?”

“It’s just the beginning,” he says with a hint of playfulness as if hinting at some unspoken challenge.

Sophia couldn’t help but roll her eyes this time. While she wasn’t keen on participating in the half-brothers’ antics, she did owe him at least a lunch for the earring incident.

As they exited the building for the promised lunch, their steps coincided with Alexander’s unexpected appearance. Sophia’s heart skipped a beat, a twinge of guilt briefly washing over her. However, she swiftly gathered her composure and continued walking, following Michael in his car.

Without looking back, she entered the car and closed the door behind her. As Michael started the engine, Sophia glanced out the window and caught a glimpse of Alexander watching them from a distance. She turned her gaze away. She wondered why she cared so much.

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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife by GloryWrites

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife by GloryWrites

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: English

Rumors spread about the city's wealthiest man, Alexander Stone, abandoning his wife after three years of a secret marriage to marry the daughter of a state senator for personal gain.

However, his wife surprised everyone by calmly modifying their divorce agreement to demand compensation for her husband’s failure to fulfill his duties as a husband. She is entitled to half of his company. And when the man offers a reward for her whereabouts, he puts himself in the hands of his top lawyer advisor, unknowingly she is the abandoned ex-wife who is set to take half of his company.

Chapter 1 "It Would Be On My Terms, Not Yours." "This is Mr. Stone’s divorce agreement, Mrs. Stone," Alexander Stone’s butler, Charles said as he handed a large manila envelope to Sophia. "Mrs. Stone, you have a three-day window to sign the agreement and vacate the premises." Charles watched Sophia with indifference, his demeanor calm as he spoke. Although Sophia had been anticipating this moment, her heart sank upon the mention of the divorce agreement. She glanced at Charles, accepted the envelope, and extracted the divorce agreement from within. "Ten million dollars of alimony as long as he never lays eyes on me again?" she scoffed, looking straight at Charles, whose expression remained inscrutable. "How can he possibly believe he can get away with such an absurd demand?" She continued reading, "In accordance with the terms of the divorce agreement, it is acknowledged that Sophia Stone has failed to fulfill her marital obligations for a period of three years. As a result, Alexander Stone reserves the right to initiate divorce proceedings." "This is ridiculous. How could I fulfill my duties when I couldn’t even see my so-called husband? He's never been under the same roof with me in three years." Sophia tossed the papers aside. What a mockery this made of her marriage. She felt like Alexander was shrugging her off. Like she was the water on a dog's back that he simply got rid of by shaking vigorously. She felt insulted. Three years ago, Sophia reluctantly entered a marriage arranged by her grandfather, who had laid out three tasks to her during this marriage: stay out of the public eye, assist Alexander in taking over Stone Enterprise, and be his unwavering support. Though the contractual stipulation that she remain invisible to the public eye always puzzled her, she had promised her grandfather to not disappoint him. She resigned from her powerful position at her own law firm, and tried to embrace her role as the low-profile wife of a CEO who never appeared in public. Alexander took over Stone Enterprise soon after they united, and then, he became the world champion in hide-and-seek. In the beginning, she tried to maintain a connection with her husband by preparing lunches and visiting his workplace. Yet, she soon realized that Alexander was either never at the office or too preoccupied to meet her. After six months of futile attempts, she accepted the bitter truth that fulfilling her grandfather's directives was impossible. She channeled her energy into developing her hobbies, all in her pursuit of self-improvement, persuading herself to see this period of respite as a relief from her life as a renowned lawyer and founder of the world-famous law firm. Yet, she refused to touch a single cent of the money he sent her. She had her own income, enough to lead a comfortable life until the end of her days She was certain that her marriage would eventually come to an end, but she was appalled by the way Alexander Stone twisted the narrative to paint her as the one who had failed in her marital duties. Sophia took a deep breath, resisting the urge to express her anger, and instead, she said sarcastically, “Well, where might my charming husband be today? As far as I can remember, a divorce agreement takes place between a husband and a wife, not a husband’s butler and a wife. Not to mention the fact that it’s an agreement and is thus supposed to include my terms as well, not just his.” Charles stiffened his posture and replied, "Mr. Stone is in town, most likely at his office.” "Oh? Is he alone, or was he accompanied by someone?" Sophia didn't say it directly, but her message was clear. “I cannot say for certain. All I can tell you is that he wishes for you to sign these papers, and he emphasized that he does not need to be present while you do so. That is precisely the way he prefers it." "As always, it's what Mr. Stone prefers. He didn't want to see me even at the end of our marriage, did he?" accused Sophia. Charles didn’t answer her retort, he simply bowed to her, then turned on his heels and began walking away. After the sound of his receding footsteps had vanished, Sophia picked up her phone and called Alexander's office number—the only contact information she had for him which she had never even used in their three years of marriage. She was determined to know what was going on with this agreement that treated her as if she were a doll to be manipulated. The phone kept ringing, but nobody picked up. She dialed again. Her patience and virtue had limits, and he was dancing dangerously close to those limits. On her third try, the call was finally answered. It was a young woman’s voice. "CEO's office." "Hello, I'd like to speak to Alexander." "Who’s speaking?" the woman asked abruptly. Sophia frowned when she heard the rude reply, but she kept her tone calm. "I'm his wife. You're not his secretary, are you?" The woman scoffed and didn’t even bother to answer her question. "Oh, I see. It's his ex-wife to be precise. What do you want with Alexander?" Sophia resisted the urge to get angry and said, "I have questions about the divorce terms he gave me." The dismissive voice on the other end of the line replied, "He won't answer you. His attitude is already clear in the divorce agreement. As a useless wife, he feels that he has already given you enough. What more do you want?" Sophia was especially caught by a couple of very specific words. "Useless wife? Is that what he said?" The woman continued to play on her nerves. "You shouldn't expect any more than what you’ve got. Just leave him. You didn’t deserve him anyway." As Sophia's frustration threatened to boil over, she suddenly heard the approach of a man's voice from the other end of the phone. Her heart raced in anticipation. "Emily, why are you answering my phone without permission? Stop being ridiculous!" The voice identified as Emily responded with an unsettlingly playful giggle. "Alex, your wife is calling you. She has some questions about the divorce agreement," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Sophia couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. So, this was the sordid truth behind the disintegration of their marriage – all for his mistress. Alexander hesitated, the silence stretching out agonizingly before he finally picked up the phone. His voice oozed with disdain and indifference as he coldly declared, "I no longer have the need to sustain this marriage. I have given you enough money, and there's no need for further discussion." Then, without a second thought, he hung up the phone. Sophia stayed with her phone attached to her ear for a few seconds after they had finished the conversation. Restless and agitated, Sophia paced around her living room, her frustration bubbling over. "Useless wife?" she muttered angrily. "What right does he have to call me that? He was never around as a husband, so what does he know about marriage?" The feeling of disgust and humiliation consumed her. "Is this really how he sees me? Tossed aside like an old, worn-out rag once I no longer serve his purpose?" Sophia had clung to hope in the early days of their marriage, telling herself that arranged marriages succeeded all the time. "If I shower him with love, patience, and unwavering support, hoping like an idiot he'll eventually see the powerful, intelligent, and remarkable woman I am," she murmured to herself the entire time. "And now this divorce papers," she grumbled, "With which he mocks me by throwing the blame on me, when he and only he is to blame." But she refused to be silenced, dismissed, or swayed by the lure of mere money. "If this is the callous attitude he wants to take," she vowed, "then he has another thing coming. I won't let him escape the consequences of this ill-fated marriage without a battle." After a few moments, she picked up the papers strewn across the floor. She read through them once again, her eyes narrowing with determination. "Dear, dear ex-husband," she muttered, a triumphant smile playing on her lips, "it's truly a shame you never bothered to get to know the real me. That's going to be the biggest mistake of your life." With a flourish, she tore the divorce agreement in half and tossed it into the trash can. "Ten million dollars?" she scoffed, addressing herself. "It's peanuts compared to the three years' worth of sacrifices I've put into this relationship.” "Ten million dollars as a tuition fee for the lesson I'm about to teach Alexander? Laughably inadequate," she proclaimed. "I can get this kind of money just from one case of my law firm." If we're going to get a divorce, it'll be on MY terms, not his.

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