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 much, she evidently understood

meant.

that Raymond and Tristan had discussed with Damien at

lips. “Is the

“No.”

stroked her hair. “Don’t worry, Ms. Shaw. I’ll

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

immediately transferred his company to Cherise’s

Damien wouldn’t raise difficult questions. On the other hand, he had used such

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

to Cherise. But

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and squeezed her face. “Even if he returned the company to the

pressed her lips together. “Actually, I don’t want to be

want to be

aloud the thoughts

her. “But I originally planned on

be president for a while even if you’re

her lips and didn’t say

up too late. He carried her

shower, the man gently