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.

been

Damien’s power

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

Damien have any hidden advantages she didn’t know

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

and nodded. “Of course he did.”

speaking up, how would Randall have been willing to give up

assets to Cherise,

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to open a small

a marketing manager. If not for Damien, Randall wouldn’t have been

only Damien’s trusted aides knew about the stories behind

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

momentarily

“Yes.”

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

“Therefore.”

were bright. “Does my husband have a

Hampson froze

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