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 serene, as if what old Mr. Foley said

car? If it got smashed, you should be

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

just five million, and she can afford

sorry. That car… I was just joking with you. Take this money. After all, you’re not the same as before. Consider the

be about half of the money left. Abbie thought she was being “generous” by giving the rest to Cheyenne. After all, she was poor,

in Yrose, much smaller than an average

want to speak up for Cheyenne, Abbie’s self-insulting words made his lips twitch

“If you have

table and whispered to old Mr. Foley, “Old Mr. Foley, these are high-end supplements specially brought by

He exhaled a breath, a hint of disdain in his nasal voice. “Heh, no need. How can I deserve Miss Berry’s cod liver oil? I’d rather enjoy

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

tears welling up in her eyes, she let two drops fall, wiping them away with the back of her hand, presenting herself as a potential actress. Tears could fall whenever

Mr. Foley, is it because of Miss Lawrence that you dislike me?” she

Mr. Foley stared, blew on his graying beard, and grunted, “You, little

in the Foley mansion for a few years, and Corey felt that Abbie was well-behaved, understanding, and excellent in everything

why his father always treated

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

knows it well. Forget it, I suddenly

to get up from the

both stood up to assist him. However, old Mr. Foley disapprovingly pushed away Kelvin’s