Chapter 93 A Hidden Identity

“I’m back, Frances!”

The girl greeted all the servants in the villa energetically, as usual.

When she looked at Mr. Hampson, he blinked at her and smiled. “Welcome home, Ms. Shaw.”

Cherise was dumbstruck.

Her face paled, and she pursed her lips in exasperation at Mr. Hampson. “Being president isn’t fun at all!”

She couldn’t even remember all the disorganized departments in the company, let alone manage it.

Remembering these things was more challenging than attending classes.

Mr. Hampson continued smiling. “You’re a president at nineteen years old. Others can’t even dream of such a thing, but you don’t like it.”

Cherise flattened her lips. “I didn’t acquire it with my own efforts.”

She felt like she was dreaming.

know how Cressa’s dad had

possible he feared the consequences of Damien’s power because she had fought. with

knew he didn’t have. much presence in the Lenoir family.

any hidden advantages she didn’t

tell me. Did my

and nodded. “Of course

speaking up, how would Randall have been willing to give

percent of his

1/3

enough for his family to open a small

back then who had worked as a marketing manager. If not for Damien, Randall wouldn’t have been

knew about the stories

at Mr. Hampson cautiously as she said, “Does my

Hampson was momentarily

“Yes.”

“I can’t figure out why Cressa’s dad was willing to transfer his company and money

“Therefore.”

“Does my husband have

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

was foolish, but before him was a Mrs. Lenoir who was reasonable and made

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255