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 to

of Damien’s

he didn’t have. much presence in the Lenoir

any hidden advantages she

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

Hampson smiled and nodded. “Of course

have been willing to give up the company he

his assets

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a small business and live the rest

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

Damien’s trusted aides knew about the stories

Hampson cautiously as she said, “Does

was momentarily

“Yes.”

dad was willing to transfer his company and money to me. My husband’s

“Therefore.”

eyes were bright. “Does my husband

Mr. Hampson froze slightly.

was foolish, but before him was a Mrs. Lenoir who was reasonable and

Mr. Hampson hesitate, Cherise’s eyes