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.

feared the consequences of Damien’s power because she had fought. with Cressa?

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 frightened?

advantages she didn’t know about?

tell me. Did my

smiled and nodded. “Of course

have been willing to give up

assets to Cherise, and

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to open a small business and live the rest of

not for Damien,

only Damien’s trusted aides knew about the

cautiously as she said, “Does my

momentarily

“Yes.”

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

“Therefore.”

my husband have a hidden

froze slightly.

before him was a Mrs. Lenoir who was reasonable

hesitate, Cherise’s eyes grew brighter.

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