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.

among them all with its entire marble relief walls and a two-meter-three-tall statue in its

been impossible to build this villa without

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 not well

about the shares very much. But

especially when Cheyenne shattered Abbie’s confidence

making it difficult for her to sleep

she decided to take back those 10% ownership shares which rightfully belong to hers; hence, she

his argument with Kelvin at the company. He refused to go back until Kelvin personally apologized. However, before he could hear from Kelvin, Abbie and a lawyer showed up at his

as he looked confusedly at the two visitors standing in front of him. The

heels and her hair pulled back neatly. She looked sharp and capable compared to her usual soft

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

shoulder at the lawyer beside her, Cody pretended familiarity by patting him on the shoulder before asking, “Abbie, what brings you here? Why don’t you call me ahead so that I

smiled elegantly and sat upright, which

Abbie who

take a taxi here myself,” she

way, who is

dressed in a sharp black Armani shirt and suit,

an air of

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

or a doctor, but the intelligent gleam in those eyes made him feel a bit uneasy. He hadn’t expected it to be a lawyer. Why on

be…

you

at Mr. Smith and gracefully picked up the coffee on the table. She lowered her gaze

as pale as paper, and her long eyelashes stood out.

father passed away, Uncle Cody ignored