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 a decision.

feared the consequences of Damien’s power because

have. much presence in the Lenoir family. Even Cressa understood this fact. Why was Cressa’s dad

hidden advantages she

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

and nodded. “Of course

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

transferred eighty percent of his assets to Cherise, and

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family to open a small business

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

aides knew about the

Mr. Hampson cautiously as she said, “Does

Hampson was momentarily startled. “Another identity?”

“Yes.”

dad was willing to transfer his

“Therefore.”

“Does my husband have a

Hampson froze

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