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 relief walls and a two-meter-three-tall statue in

impossible to

have belonged to Abbie. But after Abbie’s father died, Cody took away 10% shares of the Foley Group from her

she could marry into the Foley 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

breakdown caused pain in Abbie’s chest, making it difficult for her

back those 10% ownership shares

take a few days off from work due to his argument with Kelvin at the company. He refused to go back until Kelvin

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

usual, wearing a black professional suit with matching high heels and her hair pulled back neatly. She looked sharp and capable compared to her usual soft demeanor. “Uncle Cody,

reached into his shirt pocket out of habit and pulled out an unlit cigar which

over Abbie’s shoulder at the lawyer beside her, Cody pretended familiarity by patting him on the shoulder before asking, “Abbie, what brings

smiled elegantly and sat upright, which

Abbie who

okay. I can easily take a taxi

the way, who is the person

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

an air of elite

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,

doctor, but the intelligent gleam in those eyes made him feel a bit

be…

Cody, you

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

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

Uncle Cody ignored her