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.

chin with one hand, her clear eyes

Mr. Foley instructed, “What? Didn’t you drive that car? If it got smashed, you should be the one

time, not coming to Abbie’s aid. She had to turn to Emelia, who had warmly welcomed her just moments ago. However, Emelia was

well, it’s just five million,

joking with you. Take this money. After all, you’re not the same

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

her ailing grandfather supposedly lived in a very old house in Yrose, much smaller than an average

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

he ordered, “If you have nothing else, you can

to old Mr. Foley, “Old Mr. Foley, these are high-end supplements specially brought by a friend of

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

dryly laughing, unable to refute

them away with the back of her hand, presenting herself as a potential actress. Tears

Foley, is it because of Miss Lawrence

blew on his graying beard, and grunted, “You, little girl, with such thick skin. I

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

understand why his father always treated her with

“Dad, she’s a guest. She came to visit you out of goodwill. Why

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

this, he was about to get up from the table, still having not

to assist him. However, old