Chapter 90 Isn’t It Good to Be a President?
Cherise attracted the attention of many as she led a large group of people around campus.
She looked like a leader who was about to conduct an investigation.
Cherise summoned her courage and led them to the garden behind the
campus.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she confirmed no one else was around. She found a stone and sat down.
The row of tall, strong men in black in front of her blocked the sunlight.
Cherise turned to glance at Bernard. “Can you tell them to crouch down?”
“Of course!”
Bernard commanded the retired, well-trained special force soldiers, and they crouched down before Cherise obediently as though they were in the army.
The sunlight shone on her again..
Cherise took a deep breath before turning to glance at Bernard. “Explain to me clearly. What do you mean by Shaw Group? Why are you saying that I’m the president?”
Bernard coughed lightly. “It’s like this, Ms. Shaw. Last night, our previous boss changed. the name of Lyes Enterprise to Shaw Group. He also transferred all the stocks under hist name and eighty percent of his a*sets to your name…”
Cherise stood frozen on the spot as though lightning had struck her. “What… What did you say?”
“Lyes Enterprise?”
“Yes.”
Bernard grinned. “Randall Lyes, the one who drove you home last time. It’s the under his name.”
Cherise was stupefied.
Lucy had blabbered nonsense, but she was right?!
company
Randall had really transferred the company to Cherise?
Cherise was astonished and couldn’t say anything for a long time.
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“Um…”
She took out her cell phone and searched for the various theories online about Randall transferring his a*sets to his mistress. She showed it to Bernard. “Am I… this mistress?”
Bernard was surprised. “Yes.”
“No, no. You’re not!”
“You’re not his mistress. You’re openly taking what belongs to you. Others have no right to say anything!”
Cherise’s head started to hurt. “But the news online says…”
Bernard nodded and took out his cell phone. “Hello, public relations department? Pay Twitter off immediately and scrub the site clean of tweets cursing our boss. Blacklist whoever as necessary and arrest those who started the rumors!”
Cherise was floored.
She felt like her head was hurting more.
“Can you contact Randall? I want to meet him.”
Bernard picked up his cell phone again. “Seal off the airport. Don’t let Randall leave Adania. Bring him back. Ms. Shaw has something to say to him!”
Cherise felt exasperated.
She ran to a corner of the garden while holding her cell phone. “Don’t follow me!”
The girl lay on a large stone and called Damien helplessly.
When Damien’s cell phone rang, he was leaning back in his chair in the study room, looking at the pictures that Blake had sent him.
In the picture, the small woman was worried as she crouched before well-trained special force soldiers.
The scene was so comical that it made him laugh aloud.
He answered the call. “Cherry.”
The girl’s voice on the phone was slightly teary. “Honey, it’s frightening!”
“I inexplicably became the president of some company. Save me!”
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Damien burst out laughing. “Isn’t it good to be a president? Many people dream of it.”
Cherise looked up at the dense ma*s of b*dyguards at a distance and Bernard standing. nearby, smiling faintly at her. “No!”
Damien felt playful and held his cell phone as he lifted his hands to look at the document. Randall had sent him on the computer. “Why not?”
“You can do and buy what you want.”
Cherise was about to cry. “But none of this belongs to me!”
She was just a girl from the countryside. She couldn’t handle being in an honorable. position like a company’s president!
