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.

its entire marble

would have been impossible to

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

the shares very much. But now Kelvin seemed increasingly indifferent towards her while becoming more

especially when Cheyenne shattered Abbie’s confidence

making it

back those 10% ownership shares

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 a lawyer showed up at

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

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 me come in for a

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

him on the shoulder before asking, “Abbie, what brings

sat upright, which

for Abbie who usually acted more

can easily take a taxi here myself,”

the way, who is the

the man standing beside Abbie. He was about six feet tall, dressed in a sharp black Armani shirt and suit,

an air

over with a gentle gaze. Her

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

it be…

Cody, you got it

up at Mr. Smith and gracefully picked up the coffee on the table. She lowered

eyelashes stood out. A glint of light flashed quickly in her eyes, revealing

away, Uncle Cody ignored her