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

would have been impossible to

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

very much. But now Kelvin seemed increasingly indifferent towards her

Abbie feel uneasy especially when

in Abbie’s chest, making it difficult

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

take 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

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

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

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

the lawyer 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

elegantly and sat upright, which made Cody

who usually

take a taxi here

who is the person

Abbie. He was about six feet tall, dressed in a sharp black Armani shirt and suit, sporting a deep red

exuded an air of elite

lap, and looked over with a gentle

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

it be… For

Cody, you got

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

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

Cody ignored her and even took