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.

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

would have been impossible to

But after Abbie’s father died, Cody took away 10% shares of

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

uneasy especially when

in Abbie’s chest, making it

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

from work due to his argument with Kelvin at the company. He refused to go back until Kelvin personally apologized. However, before he could

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

dressed 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

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 thumb and forefinger

shoulder before asking, “Abbie, what

elegantly and sat upright,

Abbie who usually acted more timidly

easily take a taxi here myself,”

is the

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

an air

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

but the intelligent gleam in those eyes made him feel a bit uneasy.

be… For

you got

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

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

her father passed away, Uncle Cody ignored her