She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 236: Abbie Regains Control of the Shares

Omari only took on cases that were worth at least nine figures or ones that he found interesting. Despite his refined and sophisticated appearance, he was actually a thrill-seeking boy who loved to challenge himself.

He wouldn’t even bother with a case of this level.

As for Mr. Kent’s call to inquire about Miss Berry, it was only out of fear of offending the man behind her, Kelvin Foley.

In the end, Omari refused the case.

Abbie had heard that Omari was a legal genius in Akloit’s legal community, and his name even appeared in international legal publications.

That was why she wanted him as her representative.

But a lawyer like Omari was just an employee after all. What made him look down on her?

“No thanks. Goodbye.”

Abbie rejected Mr. Kent’s proposal to find someone else instead of Omari as her lawyer.

After all, there was more than one law firm. She could hire some other lawyer.

…

This area was known as Akloit’s golden district – all you can see ere white buildings with pointed domes reminiscent of Islamic architecture.

its entire

been impossible to build this villa

belonged to Abbie. But after Abbie’s father died, Cody took away 10% shares of the Foley Group from her father under the pretext that she was

family, so she didn’t care about the shares very much. But now

Abbie feel uneasy especially when Cheyenne shattered Abbie’s confidence

emotional breakdown caused pain in Abbie’s chest, making it difficult for her to

take back those 10% ownership shares which

take a few days off from work due to his argument with Kelvin at the company. He refused to go back until Kelvin personally apologized. However, before he could

confusedly at the two visitors standing in front of him. The atmosphere was tense and oppressive as they silently

She looked sharp and capable compared to her usual soft demeanor. “Uncle Cody, won’t you let me come in

while taking his seat across from her on the sofa. He reached into his shirt pocket out of habit and pulled out

pretended familiarity by patting him on the shoulder before asking, “Abbie, what brings you here? Why don’t you call me

elegantly and sat upright,

Abbie who usually acted more timidly

take a taxi here myself,” she

who is

the door, he couldn’t help but notice the man standing beside Abbie. He was about six feet tall, dressed in a sharp black Armani shirt and suit, sporting a deep red pinstriped tie, and perched

exuded an air

down her teacup, folded her hands neatly on her lap, and looked over with a gentle

eyes made him feel a bit uneasy. He hadn’t expected

it be…

Cody, you got

Mr. Smith and gracefully picked up the coffee on the

pale as paper, and her long eyelashes stood out. A glint of light flashed quickly in her eyes, revealing

passed away, Uncle Cody ignored her and even