Dark Secrets of the 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 make such

possible he feared the consequences of Damien’s

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

have any hidden advantages she

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

smiled and nodded.

have been willing to give up the company he had

his assets to

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open a

just an undiscovered talent back then who had worked as a marketing manager. If not for Damien, Randall wouldn’t have been able to make twenty percent of his wealth in

aides knew about

cautiously

was momentarily startled. “Another

“Yes.”

Cressa’s dad was willing to transfer his company and money to me. My husband’s public identity doesn’t warrant

“Therefore.”

were bright. “Does my husband have

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

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

hesitate,