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.

one hand, her clear eyes

instructed, “What? Didn’t you drive that car? If it got smashed, you should be

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

just five million,

truly sorry. That 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

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

an average house. Even the square footage couldn’t compare, and it was an old structure.

to speak up for Cheyenne, Abbie’s

he ordered, “If you have nothing else, you

no movement. She calmly placed the gift box she had brought onto the table and whispered to old Mr. Foley,

a glance at the gift she brought. He exhaled a breath, a hint of disdain in his nasal

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

the back

is it because of Miss Lawrence that you dislike me?”

and grunted, “You, little girl, with such thick

years, and Corey felt that Abbie was well-behaved, understanding, and excellent in everything except for her poor

didn’t understand why his father always

guest. She came to visit you out of goodwill.

Forget it, I suddenly lose my appetite. Cheyenne,

get up from the

However, old Mr. Foley disapprovingly pushed