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.

didn’t know how Cressa’s dad had been provoked to

possible he feared the consequences of Damien’s power because she had

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

hidden advantages she

it, she quickly went to Mr. Hampson’s side. “Mr. Hampson, tell me. Did my

smiled and nodded.

have been

percent of his assets to Cherise, and the

1/3

to open a small business and live the

an undiscovered talent back then who had worked as a marketing manager. If not for Damien,

only Damien’s trusted aides knew

Mr. Hampson cautiously as

momentarily startled. “Another

“Yes.”

figure out why Cressa’s dad was willing to transfer his company and

“Therefore.”

“Does my husband

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

him was a Mrs. Lenoir who was reasonable and made

Mr. Hampson hesitate,

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