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.

didn’t know how Cressa’s dad had been provoked to make such

the consequences of Damien’s power because

knew anything about Damien knew he didn’t have. much presence

hidden advantages

of it, she quickly went to Mr. Hampson’s side. “Mr. Hampson, tell me. Did my husband have anything to

and nodded. “Of

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

percent of his assets

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family to open a small business and live

back then who had worked as a marketing manager. If not for Damien, Randall wouldn’t have been able to make twenty percent of his wealth

only Damien’s trusted aides knew about

her lips and looked at Mr. Hampson cautiously

momentarily startled. “Another

“Yes.”

figure out why Cressa’s dad was willing to transfer his company and money to me. My husband’s public identity

“Therefore.”

bright. “Does my husband have a

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

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