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.

with its entire marble

impossible to build

10% shares of the Foley Group from her father under the

thought she could marry into the Foley family, so she didn’t care about the shares very much. But now Kelvin seemed increasingly indifferent towards her while becoming more interested in

especially

making it difficult for her to sleep at

take back those 10% ownership shares which

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

standing in front of him. The atmosphere was tense and oppressive as they silently observed each other without speaking

her hair pulled back neatly. She looked sharp and capable

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

Abbie’s 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

smiled elegantly and sat upright,

for Abbie who usually

take a taxi here

the way, who is the person

moment Cody opened 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

exuded an air

down her teacup, folded her hands neatly on her lap, and looked over with a gentle gaze. Her red lips parted as she introduced, “Uncle Cody, this

made him feel a bit uneasy. He hadn’t expected it to be a lawyer. Why on earth would his niece bring a

it be… For

you

picked up the coffee on the

as pale as paper, and her long eyelashes stood out. A glint of

Cody ignored her