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.

all with its entire marble relief walls and a

impossible to build this villa without

have belonged to Abbie. But after Abbie’s father died, Cody took away 10% shares of

didn’t care about the shares very much. But now Kelvin seemed increasingly indifferent towards her while becoming

uneasy especially when Cheyenne shattered Abbie’s confidence

in Abbie’s chest, making it difficult for

those 10% ownership shares which rightfully belong to hers; hence, she came

off from work due to his argument with Kelvin at the company. He refused to go back until Kelvin

smile on Cody’s face disappeared instantly as he looked confusedly at the two visitors standing in front of him. The

wearing a black professional suit with matching high heels and her hair pulled back neatly. She looked sharp and capable compared to her usual soft demeanor. “Uncle Cody, won’t you

across from her on the sofa. He reached into his shirt pocket out of habit and pulled out an unlit cigar which he

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

upright,

typical behavior for Abbie who

take a taxi here myself,”

the way, who is the person

the man standing beside Abbie. He was about six feet tall, dressed in a sharp

air

her hands neatly on her lap, and looked over with a gentle gaze. Her red lips

whether he might be a company executive 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

be… For Foster’s

you got it

Smith and gracefully picked up the coffee on

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

Uncle Cody ignored her and even took