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

of Damien’s power because she had fought. with Cressa?

didn’t make sense. Those who knew anything about Damien knew he didn’t have. much presence in

Damien have any hidden advantages she didn’t know about?

of it, 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 the

Hampson smiled and nodded. “Of course

would Randall have been willing to give up

eighty percent of his assets to

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

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

knew about the stories behind

lips and looked at Mr. Hampson cautiously as she

Hampson was momentarily startled.

“Yes.”

was serious. “I can’t figure out why Cressa’s dad was willing to transfer his company and money

“Therefore.”

eyes were bright. “Does my husband

Hampson froze slightly.

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