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 two-meter-three-tall statue in

would have been impossible to build

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

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

Abbie feel uneasy especially when Cheyenne shattered Abbie’s confidence

Abbie’s chest, making it difficult for her to sleep at

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

due to his argument with Kelvin at the company. He refused to go back until Kelvin personally

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

differently than 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

a moment before gesturing 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

pretended familiarity by patting him on the shoulder before asking, “Abbie, what

smiled elegantly and sat upright, which made Cody feel somewhat

Abbie who usually acted more

a taxi here myself,” she

is

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

exuded an air of elite

over with a gentle gaze. Her red lips parted as she introduced, “Uncle Cody, this is

made him feel a bit uneasy. He hadn’t expected it to be a lawyer.

it be… For Foster’s

you

picked up the coffee on

angle, her face looked as pale as paper, and her long eyelashes stood out. A glint of light

her father passed away, Uncle Cody ignored