Chapter 58
After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife
#58 âItâs Time to Put on A Little Act.
As the auction began, the atmosphere in the room grew tense with anticipation. Bidders, investors, and business people filled the space, all eyeing the valuable assets up for grabs.
Sophia leaned toward Benjamin and softly asked, âThe next two are fine to bid, but I remind you not to go above $ 500,000 because after that you will be at a loss.â
Benjaminâs eyes wandered over the event program, and he pointed to a 19th -century painting, a glint of interest in his eyes. âHow about I give that 19th- century painting a try?â he suggested, contemplating the artwork.
Sophia playfully slapped his hand, giving him a mock stern look. âWe agreed, no extra bids,â she scolded him.
This made them both laugh softly. Meanwhile, Alexander, sitting nearby, couldnât help but overhear their conversation. Irritation flickered across his face as he noted Sophiaâs warm interaction with Benjamin. She had never been so nice and welcoming to him and it was driving him crazy.
As the bidding progressed, Benjamin successfully secured a smaller asset package, prompting a satisfied smile from Sophia. The bidding for other assets intensified, with various participants vying for control.
Megan, seated a few rows away from Sophia, emerged as a strong contender in the auction. She managed to acquire two high-value asset packages, raising Sophiaâs curiosity. Meganâs choices were all high-stake assets with potential legal complications, suggesting she had the confidence and skill to navigate the legal gray areas involved.
Sophia couldnât help but observe Meganâs strategic moves. She leaned toward Benjamin once more and whispered, âDid you see that? Megan just snagged two significant assets with potential legal risks.
She must have quite the legal team backing her.â
Benjamin nodded, impressed by Meganâs bold acquisitions. âYouâre right, Sophia. But are you sure she is having that kind of support? Youâre the best lawyer in town, and I doubt anyone else could justify the risk. I have a feeling her work isnât that clean.â
As the auction continued, Sophia noticed that Alexander remained surprisingly passive during the first half, not bidding on any assets. She couldnât help but wonder what his strategy might be, as it seemed unlikely that he would sit out the entire auction.
In the quiet moments between bids, she and Benjamin exchanged glances, silently acknowledging the unusual situation. Sophiaâs focus was on the auction, but she couldnât entirely ignore Alexanderâs presence beside her. His subtle movements, his occasional whispers with Megan, and even the faint scent of his cologne seemed to linger in her awareness.
Feeling a mix of annoyance and curiosity, she tried her best to concentrate on the bidding process, determined not to let Alexanderâs proximity distract her from their goal.
The auction went into a brief intermission, Alexander seized the opportunity to approach Sophia once more, with Megan at his side. They made their way towards her, their footsteps echoing in the grand hall. Sophia, who had been engaged in conversation with Benjamin about their future bids, looked up to see Alexander and Megan approaching.
âHello, Sophia, I hope you can give me some of your timeâ Alexander began, â1 believe itâs time to clear the air. Megan genuinely wanted to apologize to you, Sophia. We tried to contact you half a month ago, but it seems we had no success.â
Sophia, keen on avoiding any further confrontation, decided to accept Meganâs apology gracefully. She offered a polite smile and said, âThank you, Megan. Letâs really focus on the auction now.â With that, she gently backed away from them.
Megan, putting on her best act, extended her hand towards Sophia stopping her worm from moving away. âAbsolutely, Sophia. I didnât mean to hurt you personally, nor to offend you. I sincerely apologize for the inconvenience caused. If I can do something to get even, Iâm ready. â
Sophia accepted Meganâs handshake, but as their eyes locked for a moment, she couldnât help but sense an underlying tension beneath Meganâs veneer of cordiality. Meganâs smile seemed forced, her gaze slightly too intense, leaving Sophia with an uneasy feeling.
Alexander, unaware of the subtle undercurrents between the two women, breathed a sigh of relief.
âNo need, Megan,â Sophia replied. â Letâs leave it in the past.â
As the second part of the auction was about to begin, all the attendees returned to their respective tables. Sophia was determined to maintain her focus on the proceedings, doing her best to ignore the presence of Alexander and Megan, who were seated on either side of her.
Despite her attempts to remain composed, something about Megan didnât sit right with Sophia. It wasnât just her bidding strategy, which had already raised some doubts, but also the lingering unease stemming from the scandal that Megan had orchestrated.
Sophia was aware that Megan had apologized to her, but that couldnât erase all her actions up until now.
Megan on the other hand wasnât done with her plan. She had come with a definite purpose, and she would not leave until she had fulfilled it.
She excused herself and left the table. Her assistant followed her without saying a word. Megan continued to howl until she reached a quiet corridor away from the ears of the others.
Megan and her assistant walked purposefully down the dimly lit corridor, their steps echoing softly in the empty space.
âWhatâs the plan, boss?â Meganâs assistant finally broke the silence. Megan turned to her, and outlined her plan, âWeâre going to ensure that Sophia doesnât return to the auction.â
The assistant raised an inquisitive eyebrow. âAnd how do you intend to do that?â A sly grin tugged at Meganâs lips. âOh, Sarah, my dear. Itâs time to put on a little act.â
Sarah, Meganâs assistant, nodded in understanding. âIâm all ears, boss. Whatâs the act?â
Megan leaned in closer, her voice a hushed whisper. âWeâre going to orchestrate a little wardrobe malfunction for Sophia. Nothing too serious, just enough to keep her occupied and away from the auction for a while.â
Sarahâs eyes lit up with mischief. âI like it. How can I help?â
âI want you to spill something on top of her, apologize, and offer to help her clean her dress in the toilet.
When you leave, lock her in the toilet just long enough to drop the auction, then you can let her go.â
âConsider it done,â her assistant replied with a wide smile. Megan and her assistant, Sarah, returned to the table. They settled back into their seats, and Sarah executed Meganâs plan with calculated precision. She feigned clumsiness, spilling a cup of coffee onto Sophiaâs skirt. Sophia gasped in shock as the hot liquid splashed onto her clothes.
âOh my goodness, Iâm so sorry!â Sarah exclaimed, her voice filled with fake remorse. Sophia made an effort to collect herself, though her growing frustration was evident as her cherished Chanel vintage had been dirtied. âItâs fine, accidents happen,â she said, attempting to brush off the situation.
Sarah insisted on helping Sophia clean up in the restroom, and Sophia reluctantly agreed. As they left the table, Megan couldnât hide her malicious satisfaction.
With Sophia and Sarah out of sight, Megan turned her attention to Benjamin and Alexander.
âGentlemen, I hope youâre ready for the second half of the auction. Itâs about to get very interesting.â
Alexander raised an eyebrow suspiciously as Megan shared her cryptic remark. âOf course, thatâs what we came for,â he replied, his voice laced with a touch of intrigue, and took a sip of his champagne. The bubbles tickled his palate, but his mind was focused on the upcoming auction.
Benjamin, on the other hand, seemed preoccupied. He looked around nervously for any sign of Sophia, his gaze darting between the tables filled with eager bidders. She was taking a lot of time with Meganâs assistant and he didnât like that. The soft hum of conversations and the occasional clinking of glasses filled the air, creating an atmosphere of anticipation.
Meganâs mind churned with devious thoughts as she plotted to hinder her two competitors, Benjamin and Alexander, in the second half of the auction. She doesnât mind throwing obstacles in their path, especially after the discomfort they have caused her. Megan had always been a vengeful woman, quick to seek revenge on anyone who crossed her or made her uncomfortable.
A wicked satisfaction simmered within her when Sophia left the table. She knew that this auction was more than just a business opportunity; it was a chance to settle scores and assert her dominance in the business world.
Much to Meghanâs terrible surprise Sophia returned to the table with a wide grin. It seemed that her initial plan to inconvenience Sophia had failed.
However, her focus quickly shifted to concern for her missing assistant. Meganâs anxiety began to rise as she noticed that her assistant had not returned with Sophia.
With a forced smile, Megan asked. âOh Sophia, wasnât my assistant with you?â
Internally, Megan was growing increasingly anxious. She could not afford to lose her assistant at this crucial moment in the auction. Worried, she began to scan the area, searching for someone who could go to the restroom and find her assistant.
âShe was, but apparently, she needs more time to return,â Sophia replied, staring at her while sipping her champagne.