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

of Damien’s power because she had fought. with

much presence in the

advantages she didn’t know about?

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

smiled and nodded. “Of course he did.”

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

percent of his assets to Cherise, and

1/3

small business and live the rest of

then who had worked as a marketing manager. If not for

aides knew about the stories behind the

Hampson cautiously as she said, “Does

momentarily startled. “Another identity?”

“Yes.”

willing to transfer his company and money to me. My husband’s public identity doesn’t warrant such drastic

“Therefore.”

my husband have

Hampson froze slightly.

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