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

impossible to build

died, Cody took away 10% shares of the

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

made Abbie feel uneasy especially

Abbie’s chest, making it difficult for her

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

with Kelvin at the company. He refused to go

at the two visitors standing in front of him. The atmosphere was tense and oppressive as they silently observed

hair pulled back neatly. She looked sharp and capable compared to her usual soft demeanor. “Uncle Cody, won’t you

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

shoulder before asking, “Abbie, what brings you here? Why don’t you

upright,

wasn’t typical behavior for Abbie who usually acted

take a taxi here

way, who is the

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

air

looked over with a gentle gaze.

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

it be… For Foster’s

you got

coffee on the table. She lowered her gaze and

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

ignored her and even took away her