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.

had been provoked to

feared the consequences of Damien’s power because

about Damien knew he didn’t have. much presence in the Lenoir family. Even Cressa understood this fact.

have any hidden advantages she didn’t

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

nodded. “Of course

Damien speaking up, how would Randall have been willing to give up the company he had painstakingly built

transferred eighty percent of his assets to Cherise,

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enough for his family to open a small business and live the rest of

had worked as a marketing manager. If not for Damien, Randall wouldn’t

knew about the stories behind the

cautiously

momentarily startled. “Another

“Yes.”

was serious. “I can’t figure out why Cressa’s dad was willing to transfer his company and

“Therefore.”

“Does my husband

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

Mrs. Lenoir who was reasonable and