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.”

Cherise couldn’t grasp business dealings much, she evidently understood

meant.

project that Raymond and Tristan had discussed with

lips. “Is

“No.”

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

at him slightly shyly. “Actually, I

transferred his company to Cherise’s name when he saw that his daughter

the other hand, he had used such a unique way to

was also because he was too resourceful as a father that Cressa had yet to be punished severely even after she had done so many bad

company to Cherise. But actually… he was just returning it to the rightful

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her face. “Even if he returned the company to the rightful owner. you’re the

lips together. “Actually, I don’t want

to be a

the

“But I originally planned on

be president for a while

her lips and

to recuperate, so Damien didn’t let her stay up too late. He carried her upstairs at nine o’clock

her shower, the man gently placed her on the