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.

with its entire marble

impossible to build this villa without

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

into the Foley family, so she didn’t care about the shares very much. But now

made Abbie feel uneasy especially

caused pain in Abbie’s chest, making it

decided to take back those 10% ownership shares which

to his argument with Kelvin at the company. He refused to go back until Kelvin personally

Cody’s face disappeared instantly as he looked confusedly at the two visitors standing in front of him. The atmosphere was tense and oppressive as they silently observed each other without

She looked sharp and capable compared to her usual soft demeanor. “Uncle Cody, won’t

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 held between his thumb and forefinger without

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

upright, which made Cody feel somewhat

typical behavior for Abbie who usually acted more

a taxi here

is

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 bridge of his

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,

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

be… For

you

and gracefully picked up the coffee

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

away, Uncle Cody ignored her and even