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.

dad had been provoked

he feared the consequences of Damien’s power because

sense. Those who knew anything about Damien knew he didn’t have. much presence in the Lenoir family. Even Cressa understood this

hidden advantages she didn’t know

“Mr. Hampson, tell me. Did

Hampson smiled and nodded. “Of course he

how would Randall have been

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

1/3

a small business and live the rest

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

aides knew about the

cautiously as she said, “Does my

Hampson was momentarily startled.

“Yes.”

Cressa’s dad was willing to transfer his company and money to

“Therefore.”

eyes were bright. “Does my

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

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