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.

dad had been provoked to make such a

he feared the consequences of Damien’s power

knew anything about Damien knew he didn’t have. much presence in the Lenoir family. Even Cressa understood

Damien have any hidden advantages she didn’t

Hampson, tell me.

Hampson smiled and nodded. “Of course he

have been willing

transferred eighty percent of his assets to Cherise, and

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family to open a small business and

talent 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 in his

Damien’s trusted aides knew about the stories behind

Mr. Hampson cautiously as she

momentarily startled. “Another

“Yes.”

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

“Therefore.”

bright. “Does my husband have a hidden

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

foolish, but before him was a Mrs. Lenoir who was