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.

entire marble relief walls and a

to build this villa without spending

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

she didn’t care about the shares very much. But now Kelvin seemed

uneasy especially when Cheyenne shattered Abbie’s confidence

chest, making it difficult

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

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 hear from Kelvin, Abbie and a lawyer

Cody’s face disappeared instantly as he looked confusedly at the two visitors standing in front of him. The atmosphere was tense and oppressive as they silently observed each other without speaking a

usual, 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 let me come in for a while?” she said

for her to sit down while taking his seat across from her on the sofa. He reached into his shirt pocket out of habit and pulled out an unlit cigar which he held between his thumb and forefinger

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

elegantly and sat upright, which made Cody feel

Abbie who

take a

the way, who is the

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 silver-framed glasses on the bridge of

air of

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

considered 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 on earth would his niece bring

be…

Cody, you

coffee on

long eyelashes stood out. A glint of light flashed quickly in her

Cody ignored her and even took