Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

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.

how Cressa’s dad had been provoked to make such

possible he feared the consequences of

it didn’t make sense. Those who knew anything about Damien knew he didn’t have. much presence in the Lenoir family. Even Cressa understood this fact. Why was Cressa’s dad so

hidden

“Mr. Hampson, tell me. Did my

smiled and nodded. “Of course

for Damien speaking up, how would Randall have been willing to give up the

eighty percent of his assets to Cherise, and the

1/3

enough for his family to open a small business

was just an undiscovered talent back then who had worked as a marketing manager. If not for Damien, Randall wouldn’t have been able to

only Damien’s trusted aides knew about the

Hampson cautiously as she said, “Does

Hampson was momentarily

“Yes.”

dad was willing to transfer his company and money to me. My

“Therefore.”

were bright. “Does my husband have a hidden

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

before him was a Mrs. Lenoir who