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.

had

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

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

have any hidden advantages she

she quickly went to Mr. Hampson’s side. “Mr. Hampson, tell me. Did my husband have anything to do with Cressa’s dad giving me

Hampson smiled and nodded. “Of course he

would Randall have been willing to give

his assets to Cherise, and the remaining

1/3

was enough for his family to open a small business and live the rest

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

knew about the

pursed her lips and looked at Mr. Hampson cautiously as she said, “Does my husband have another

Hampson was momentarily

“Yes.”

transfer his company and money to me. My husband’s public identity doesn’t warrant

“Therefore.”

“Does my

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

before him was a Mrs. Lenoir who was reasonable