Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 237 I Don’t Want to Be President

Damien glanced at the cell phone. “It isn’t time yet.”

Cherise looked up at him, perplexed. “What do you mean?”

The man pulled her into an embrace and kissed her. “This matter has yet to evolve into its final stage.”

“I’ve never liked to fight unnecessary wars.”

Cherise lifted her hands and put them around his neck. Her dark, large eyes looked at him as she blinked. “I still don’t understand.”

“You don’t have to.”

The man reached out to tap her nose. “But there’s been trouble brewing at the company lately.”

Damien raised his hands to squeeze her soft cheeks. “Uncle Raymond tampered with that batch of goods. I’m going on a business trip to the neighboring town tomorrow to find a suitable factory for subcontract work.”

business dealings

meant.

Raymond and Tristan had discussed

her lips. “Is

“No.”

smiled and stroked her hair. “Don’t worry, Ms. Shaw. I’ll ensure you

her lips. She looked at him slightly shyly. “Actually, I know

Randall’s company. Randall was sensible and immediately transferred his company to Cherise’s name when he saw that his daughter had

On the other hand, he had used such

too resourceful as a father that Cressa had yet to be punished severely even after she had done

surface, Randall had given the company to Cherise. But

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face. “Even if he returned the company to

her lips together. “Actually, I don’t

to be a

spoke aloud the thoughts in

“But I originally planned on giving Shaw

so sincere, can you please be president for

pursed her lips and

recuperate, so Damien didn’t let her stay up too late. He carried her upstairs

the man gently placed