Marrying the Man in the Dark

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

he feared the consequences of Damien’s power because she

knew anything about Damien knew he didn’t have. much presence in the Lenoir family. Even

have any hidden advantages she

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

smiled and nodded. “Of course

for Damien speaking up, how would Randall have been willing to

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

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his family to open a small

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

Damien’s trusted aides knew about the stories behind

lips and looked at Mr. Hampson cautiously as

Hampson was momentarily startled. “Another identity?”

“Yes.”

his company and money to me. My husband’s public identity doesn’t

“Therefore.”

my husband have a hidden identity?”

Hampson froze slightly.