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.

her chin with one hand, her clear eyes serene,

car? If it got

had warmly welcomed her just moments ago. However, Emelia was busy inspecting her manicured nails, showing

it’s just five million,

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

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 rest to Cheyenne. After all, she was

smaller than an average house. Even the square footage couldn’t

didn’t want to speak up for Cheyenne, Abbie’s self-insulting words made

he ordered, “If you have

gift box she had brought onto the table and whispered to old Mr. Foley, “Old Mr. Foley, these are high-end supplements

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 oil? I’d

respect to Abbie, leaving her dryly laughing, unable to refute or

in her eyes, she let two drops fall, wiping them away with the back of her hand, presenting herself

because of Miss Lawrence that you dislike me?” she asked,

beard, and grunted, “You, little girl, with

Foley mansion for a few years, and Corey felt that

didn’t understand why his father

she’s a guest. She came to visit you out of goodwill. Why are you speaking

see me, or to see Kelvin. She knows it well. Forget it, I suddenly lose

to get up from the table, still having

However, old Mr. Foley disapprovingly pushed away Kelvin’s