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.

how Cressa’s dad had been provoked to

consequences of Damien’s power because she had fought.

much presence in the Lenoir

Damien have any hidden advantages she

Mr. Hampson’s side. “Mr. Hampson, tell me. Did

smiled and nodded.

Damien speaking up, how would Randall have been willing to

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

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for his family to open a small business and live

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

knew about the stories behind the

at Mr. Hampson cautiously as she

Hampson was momentarily startled. “Another

“Yes.”

willing to transfer his company and money to me. My

“Therefore.”

girl’s eyes were bright. “Does my husband have a

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

Lenoir always said Mrs. Lenoir was foolish, but before him was a Mrs. Lenoir who