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.

Villa stood out among them all with its entire marble relief walls and a two-meter-three-tall statue

impossible to build this villa without spending

took away 10% shares of the Foley Group from her father under the pretext

Foley family, so she didn’t care about the shares very much. But now Kelvin seemed increasingly indifferent towards her while

uneasy especially when Cheyenne shattered

in Abbie’s chest, making it difficult for her to sleep at

decided to take back those 10% ownership shares which rightfully belong to hers;

few days off from work due to his argument with Kelvin at the company. He refused

looked confusedly at the two visitors standing in front of him. The

dressed differently than 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, won’t

across from her on the sofa. He reached into his shirt pocket out of habit

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

elegantly and sat upright,

behavior for Abbie who usually acted

take a taxi

way, who 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 tie,

exuded an air of

lap, and looked over with a

executive or a doctor, 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 a

it be… For

you got

and gracefully picked up the coffee on the table. She lowered her gaze and took a gentle

eyelashes stood out. A glint of light flashed quickly in

Cody ignored her and even took away