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.

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

have been impossible to build this

took away 10% shares of the Foley

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

feel uneasy especially when Cheyenne

making it

those 10%

company. He refused to go back until Kelvin personally apologized. However, before he could hear from Kelvin, Abbie and a lawyer showed up at his

looked confusedly at the two visitors standing in front of him.

differently than usual, wearing a black professional suit with matching high heels and her hair pulled back neatly. She looked sharp and capable

He reached into his shirt

patting him on the shoulder before asking, “Abbie, what brings you here? Why don’t you call

elegantly and sat upright, which

who usually acted

easily take a taxi here myself,”

who is the

about six feet tall, dressed in a sharp black Armani shirt and suit, sporting a deep red pinstriped tie, and perched silver-framed glasses on the

air

leisurely set 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 is

be a company executive or a doctor, but the intelligent gleam in those eyes made him feel a

it be… For

you

picked up the coffee on the table. She lowered her gaze and took a gentle

her face looked as pale as paper, and her long eyelashes stood out. A

ignored her and even took away