Marrying the Man in the Dark

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.

he feared the consequences of Damien’s

anything about Damien knew he didn’t have. much presence in the Lenoir family.

hidden advantages she didn’t know about?

of it, she quickly went to Mr. Hampson’s side. “Mr. Hampson, tell me. Did my husband have anything to do with

Hampson smiled and nodded. “Of course he

how would Randall have been willing to

transferred eighty percent of his assets to Cherise,

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small business and live the rest of their lives!

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

knew about the stories behind the

Mr. Hampson cautiously as she said, “Does my husband have

was momentarily startled. “Another

“Yes.”

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

“Therefore.”

bright. “Does my husband have a hidden identity?”

froze slightly.

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

Mr. Hampson hesitate, Cherise’s