She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 365: Battle In the end, Abbie signed the contract. Kelvin had the finance department assess the valuation of the ten percent of shares, and he took back the shares from Abbie for five hundred million dollars. What was more shocking was that Kelvin announced another unexpected development in front of everyone.

Chris presented another contract before their eyes, and in the solemn atmosphere of the office, Kelvin, without a trace of emotion, declared, 'Ladies and gentlemen, the shares worth five hundred million will be deducted from my personal account. Starting today, this ten percent of shares will be transferred to Miss Cheyenne.' 'At the stime, this is Oscar Foley's share transfer agreement. Miss Cheyenne and Mr. Vincent will each receive three percent of the shares.' In other words, Cheyenne now held thirteen percent of the shares and becone of the major shareholders of the Foley Group. In contrast, Vincent, the newly appointed shareholder, received deep sympathy from everyone. As the son of the Foley family, his weight was not even equivalent to that of an outsider.

People couldn't decide whether old Mr. Foley was generous or stingy. The private murmurs of the shareholders reached Vincent and Abbie's ears, and the two people, who had suffered similar fates, had very different reactions at this moment.

Vincent, surprisingly, wore a big smile and asked the shareholders to take good care of him. On the other hand, Abbie, who was furious, took a deep breath and turned pale as she said, ‘Kelvin, is this... what you wanted?' She questioned the man sitting at the head of the table, seemingly on the brink of tears. Her gaze was filled with intense hatred and a chilling, bloodthirsty intent, which didn't escape Kelvin's eyes. His heart trembled. How did he only realize this now? Was this her true nature all along? 'This is what you owe her, and you gets five hundred million, Abbie, you're not losing out,' he replied. If not for the fact that he valued the contribution of her father to the company, she might already be in jail now. Not to mention having five hundred million and a luxury mansion. As long as she kept her nose clean, she wouldn't have to worry for the rest of her life.

Abbie laughed bitterly, her laughter filled with despair and irony, and she couldn't stop coughing. Tears welled up in her eyes. 'Kelvin, then how do you repay what you owe me? I've wasted my ten years on you.' This time, Kelvin ignored her, casting her a disdainful glance, his lips curving into a merciless smile, and his voice filled with a decisive tone. 'I've never owed you anything. Your self-imposed ten years have never ceased to be an obstacle in my life... Abbie, you are truly selfish to the extreme!' Everything she called her effort had been nothing but a trouble for him. There were no more heart-wrenching words than these! Abbie suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, her breathing becoming difficult. In pain, she reached out a hand and clutched her heart, collapsing onto the table. With a glimmer of hope left in her eyes, she gazed at the tall figure.

'Kelvin... help... help me, I'm in pain.' Chris stared at Miss Berry, dumbfounded, muttering to himself, 'Again, she's at it again.' He wondered if Mr. Foley would continue to be taken in by her.

Unexpectedly, Kelvin showed no reaction this time. He remained seated in his position and instructed, 'Chris, call 911 and have Miss Berry taken to the hospital. The rest of you can continue the meeting.' Hiss! Everyone in the conference room was taken aback by Kelvin's calm tone. Mr. Foley's aloofness was truly something else. In fact, he was just treating Miss Berry as he would any other employee. Nevertheless, considering their previous relationship, Kelvin's indifference was shocking. People in the room sensed a significant change at the Foley Group.

'Understood, Mr. Foley,' Chris finally felt at ease. He approached Abbie, planning to offer assistance, but she pushed him away just like the last time. She glared at Chris with venom, her curses audible through the heavy glass door. Her resentment was palpable, resembling a vengeful ghost from a horror movie. 'Get away from me, don't touch me!' 'Kelvin, you heartless bastard! My father died because of this company, and I regret it!' 'I curse you and Cheyenne, star-crossed lovers, eternally separated!' Kelvin, from head to toe, remained cold and indifferent. He watched Abbie, an elegant and delicate woman, berate him like a madwoman.

His lips parted slightly, forming a disdainful smile as he spoke with a hint of contempt, 'This is the real you. Trying to feign illness to deceive me, Abbie? Do you think I would fall for it? Pathetic! If Cheyenne and I were truly star-crossed lovers, then she lives, and I die!' This was his debt to Cheyenne, and he would repay it himself.

Vincent, having seen enough of this melotic breakup scene, couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction deep within. When he felt the twas right, he stood up and approached Abbie.

Bowing politely, he said, 'Miss Berry, my eldest brother may not be in a good mood. Please don't be angry. Your health is more important. Lettake you to the hospital.' Abbie's vision darkened, and she felt a sharp pain in her chest. She fell into Vincent's arms, and in her last moment with her eyes open, she saw the concerned look in his eyes. Why... why wasn't he Kelvin?

Seeing her faint, Vincent immediately picked her up horizontally. He glanced back at Kelvin, his expression anxious Kevin "Ptake ve Miss Berty to the hospital first. I request a leave from the meeting.' 'Go ahead,' Kelvin replied without much thought. He instructed Chris to continue distributing the prepared materials and began to issue orders for the tasks ahead. Outside the company building, Cheyenne carried a painting into the revolving door, and as she passed by Vincent, she overheard two employees discussing something. 'Where did Mr. Foley rush off to with Miss Berry?' 'Miss Berry had a sudden illness, and she fainted. I wonder if Mr. Foley is very worried.'

Cheyenne couldn't help but think of the black figure she had just passed. She turned to look, but he had walked far away. Judging by his height and physique, it was was indeed Kelvin. Oh, so Abbie had another 'illness' again. No wonder he didn't recognize her just now. She smiled sarcastically, left the oil painting and a note, and departed gracefully.

When Kelvin finished the meeting and cout, someone had delivered the painting to his affice! He quickly read the note and his face changed. He hurriedly asked, 'Where is she?' The person who delivered the painting said that the young lady had left a long tago. X