Marrying the Man in the Dark

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.”

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

meant.

that Raymond and Tristan had discussed with Damien at home.

“Is the problem severe?”

“No.”

hair. “Don’t worry, Ms.

her lips. She looked at him slightly shyly.

Randall was sensible and immediately transferred his company to Cherise’s name

difficult questions. On the other hand,

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

the surface, Randall had given the company to Cherise. But actually… he was just returning it to the

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he returned the company to the rightful

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

be a doctor.”

aloud the thoughts in

hands to hug her. “But I originally planned on giving Shaw Group

so sincere, can you please be president for a

her lips and didn’t say anything.

let her stay up too late. He carried her upstairs at nine o’clock

the man gently placed her on the