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.

know how Cressa’s dad had been provoked

of Damien’s power because she had

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

have any hidden advantages she didn’t know

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

and nodded.

how would Randall have been willing to give up the company he had painstakingly built up?

eighty percent of his assets to

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a small business and live the rest of their

just an undiscovered talent back then who had worked as a marketing manager. If not for Damien, Randall wouldn’t have been able

aides knew about

cautiously

was momentarily startled. “Another

“Yes.”

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

“Therefore.”

eyes were bright. “Does my husband have a

froze

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