She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 333: Support Miss Lawrence

Since Cheyenne insisted on not taking the money, old Mr. Foley had to find another way to please her. His gaze suddenly shifted to Abbie, who was sitting gracefully on the chair, maintaining the demeanor of a refined lady.

Sensing old Mr. Foley’s scrutiny, Abbie’s heart couldn’t help but tense. She raised her head with a smile, “Grandpa, I heard you weren’t feeling well. Are you better now?”

“Call me old Mr. Foley,” he replied.

Abbie was momentarily stunned. “Sure.”

“Can I eat if I’m not feeling well? But, thanks to your concern, Miss Berry. I heard you’ve become the new director?” old Mr. Foley said, and Abbie’s face immediately showed a hint of pride.

Being a shareholder of the Foley Group was enough to overshadow Cheyenne. The annual year-end bonus alone equaled Cheyenne’s lifetime income.

“Yes, I just took office recently. Uncle Cody isn’t in good health, so he returned my father’s shares to me.”

The Berry family held shares in the Foley Group. Despite being just ten percent, it translated to a yearly dividend income of ten billion. Abbie had the confidence to believe that she now outshone Cheyenne. If Kelvin missed out on her, he would lose ten billion directly.

Unexpectedly, old Mr. Foley’s next words left her dumbfounded. “Since that’s the case, return the Cayenne to Cheyenne.”

“What… what?” Her triumphant smile froze, and she stared at him in disbelief. Everyone at the table, including Franklin, was astonished. Franklin even shot Cheyenne a meaningful look.

hand, her clear eyes

car? If it

Emelia, who had warmly welcomed her just moments ago. However, Emelia was busy inspecting her manicured nails, showing no intention

five million, and

truly sorry. That car… I was just joking with you. Take this money. After all, you’re

costs around two million three hundred thousand. Even after buying the car, there would be about half of the money left. Abbie thought she was being “generous” by giving the

in Yrose, much smaller than an average house. Even the square footage couldn’t compare, and it was an old structure. Remaining

want to speak up for Cheyenne,

“If you have

the gift box she had brought onto the table and whispered to old Mr. Foley, “Old Mr. Foley, these are high-end supplements specially brought by a friend of mine. Deep-sea cod liver oil, good

Mr. Foley, upon hearing this, didn’t even spare a glance at the gift she brought. He exhaled a breath, a hint of disdain in his nasal voice. “Heh, no need. How can I deserve Miss Berry’s cod liver

no respect to Abbie, leaving her dryly laughing, unable to refute or dare

eyes, she let two drops fall, wiping them away with the back

it because of Miss Lawrence that you dislike

graying beard, and grunted, “You, little girl, with such thick skin. I just don’t like it,

mansion for a few years, and Corey felt that Abbie was

why his father always treated her with

help Abbie, Corey said, “Dad, she’s a guest. She came to visit you out of

see Kelvin. She knows it well. Forget it, I suddenly

up from the table,

up to assist him. However, old Mr. Foley