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 its

would have been impossible to build this

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

could marry into the Foley family, so she didn’t care about the shares very much. But now Kelvin seemed increasingly indifferent

made Abbie feel uneasy especially when Cheyenne shattered Abbie’s

breakdown caused pain in Abbie’s chest, making it

back those 10% ownership shares

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

in front of him. The atmosphere was tense and oppressive as they silently observed

and her hair pulled back neatly. She looked sharp and capable compared to her usual

her on the sofa. He reached into

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

sat upright, which made

for Abbie who usually acted more

a taxi here myself,” she replied

is the

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

air of elite

with a gentle gaze. Her

but the intelligent gleam in those eyes made him feel a bit uneasy. He hadn’t expected it to be a lawyer. Why on earth would his niece bring

it be…

Cody, you got

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

long eyelashes stood out. A glint

her father passed away, Uncle Cody ignored