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

to build this villa

after Abbie’s father died, Cody took away 10% shares of the Foley Group from her father under the pretext that she

shares very much. But now

uneasy especially when Cheyenne

pain in Abbie’s chest, making it difficult

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

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

visitors standing in front of him. The atmosphere was tense and oppressive as

sharp and capable compared to her usual soft demeanor. “Uncle

for a moment 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

patting him on the shoulder before

sat upright, which made

who usually acted more timidly

easily take a taxi here myself,”

the way, who is

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 red pinstriped tie, and perched silver-framed glasses on the

exuded an air of elite

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

company executive or a doctor, but the intelligent gleam in those eyes made him feel a bit uneasy. He hadn’t

it be… For

you

gracefully picked up the coffee on the table. She lowered

eyelashes stood out. A glint

Cody ignored her and even took