Part 11
Two weeks later, the final court hearing took place.
Carmen tried one last desperate move to save herself.
Her lawyers attempted to claim that she was suffering from a temporary mental breakdown due to financial stress.
But Alexander’s legal team was prepared.
They presented a mountain of evidence showing that Carmen had been methodically planning the extortion for months before the wedding even took place.
They showed text messages between Carmen and her accomplices discussing how they would force Sofia to sign the documents.
When the judge read the final verdict, there was no mercy.
Carmen was sentenced to twelve years in prison without the possibility of parole.
Javier was sentenced to six years.
As Carmen was led away, she looked toward the gallery where we were sitting.
For the first time, there was no anger or arrogance in her eyes.
There was only the crushing weight of reality.
She had lost everything. Her business, her money, her freedom, and her son's future.
After the hearing, we walked out of the courthouse into the bright afternoon sunshine.
The reporters were crowded at the bottom of the steps, flashing their cameras, but Alexander's security team quickly cleared a path for us to reach the waiting car.
As the car pulled away from the curb, Sofia looked out the window at the city skyline.
"It's finally over," she said, a deep, relaxed sigh leaving her chest.
"Yes, sweetheart," I said, holding her hand. "It's completely over."
"What are you going to do now?" Alexander asked from the front seat, looking at her through the rearview mirror.
Sofia smiled, a genuine, beautiful smile that I hadn't seen in so long.
"I'm going to sell the condo," she said simply.
"I don't want to live in a place that caused so much pain."
"I'm going to use the money to start fresh somewhere else. Maybe go back to school, travel a bit."
"That sounds like a perfect plan," Alexander said, his voice filled with pride.
"And whatever you need, wherever you want to go, I will make sure you have everything."
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I looked at Alexander, and for the first time in fifteen years, the old resentment from our divorce was completely gone.
We had failed each other as a couple, but in the moment that mattered most, we had stood together as parents.
