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 power because she had

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

Damien have any hidden advantages she didn’t know

Hampson’s side. “Mr. Hampson, tell me.

and nodded. “Of course

up, how would Randall have been willing to give up

had transferred eighty percent of his assets to Cherise,

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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

only Damien’s trusted aides knew about

and looked at Mr. Hampson cautiously as she said, “Does my husband have another

momentarily

“Yes.”

was willing to transfer his

“Therefore.”

eyes were bright. “Does my husband have

Hampson froze slightly.

Mrs. Lenoir

Mr. Hampson hesitate, Cherise’s eyes

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