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.

had been provoked to make such

it possible he feared the consequences of Damien’s power because she had fought.

didn’t have. much presence in the Lenoir family. Even Cressa understood this fact. Why was Cressa’s dad so

Damien have any hidden advantages she didn’t know

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

Hampson smiled and nodded. “Of course he

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

his assets to Cherise, and the

1/3

enough for his family to open a small business and live

If not for Damien, Randall wouldn’t have been able to make twenty

aides knew

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

Hampson was momentarily

“Yes.”

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

“Therefore.”

eyes were bright. “Does my

Hampson froze

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