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.

She didn’t know how Cressa’s dad had been provoked to make such a decision.

consequences of Damien’s power because she had fought.

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

hidden advantages

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

Hampson smiled and nodded. “Of course he

Randall have been willing to give up the company he had

assets to Cherise, and the

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enough for his family to open a small business and live

marketing manager. If not for

knew about the stories behind the scenes.

pursed her lips and looked at Mr. Hampson cautiously as she

momentarily startled. “Another

“Yes.”

out why Cressa’s dad was willing to transfer his company and money to me. My husband’s public

“Therefore.”

my husband

Hampson froze slightly.

him was a Mrs. Lenoir who was reasonable

Mr. Hampson hesitate, Cherise’s eyes grew

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