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.

Cressa’s dad had been provoked

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

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

any hidden

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

nodded. “Of course he

Damien speaking up, how would Randall have been willing to give up the

eighty percent of his assets to

1/3

enough for his family to open a small business and

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

knew about the stories behind the

looked at Mr. Hampson cautiously as

Hampson was momentarily startled. “Another

“Yes.”

can’t figure out why Cressa’s dad was willing to transfer his company

“Therefore.”

eyes were bright. “Does my husband have a

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

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

seeing Mr. Hampson hesitate, Cherise’s eyes