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.

how Cressa’s dad had been provoked

possible he feared the consequences of Damien’s power because

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

advantages she didn’t

thought 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

Hampson smiled and nodded.

Randall have been willing to give

had transferred eighty percent of his assets to Cherise, and the remaining

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to open a small

was just an undiscovered 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

aides knew about the

at Mr. Hampson cautiously as she said, “Does my

Hampson was momentarily startled. “Another identity?”

“Yes.”

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

“Therefore.”

eyes were bright. “Does my husband have a hidden

Hampson froze slightly.

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