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

would have been impossible to build

But after Abbie’s father died, Cody took away 10% shares of the Foley Group from her father under the pretext that she was not well

family, so she didn’t care about the shares very much. But now Kelvin seemed increasingly indifferent towards her

feel uneasy especially when Cheyenne shattered

pain in Abbie’s chest, making it difficult for

to take back those 10% ownership shares which rightfully belong to hers;

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

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

neatly. She looked sharp and

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 without

her, Cody pretended familiarity by patting him on the shoulder before asking, “Abbie, what brings you here?

and sat upright, which made

behavior for Abbie who

okay. I can easily take a taxi here myself,” she replied

the way, who is the

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

air of elite

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

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

it be… For

you

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

her face looked as pale as paper, and her long eyelashes stood

away, Uncle Cody ignored her and even took