My Blind Husband

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.

Cressa’s dad had been provoked to make

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

much presence in the Lenoir family. Even Cressa understood this fact. Why was

Damien have any hidden advantages she didn’t

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

nodded. “Of course

speaking up, how would Randall have been willing

of his assets

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family to open a small business and live the

marketing manager. If not for Damien, Randall wouldn’t

only Damien’s trusted aides knew about

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

momentarily

“Yes.”

was willing to transfer his company and money to

“Therefore.”

eyes were bright. “Does my husband have a hidden

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

Lenoir was foolish, but before him was a Mrs. Lenoir who was reasonable and made educated guesses. She