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.

Raymond and Tristan had discussed

her lips. “Is the problem severe?”

“No.”

Ms. Shaw. I’ll ensure you can manage the

flattened her lips. She looked at him slightly shyly. “Actually, I know everything…”

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

difficult questions. On the other hand, he had used such a

Cressa had yet to be punished severely even after she had done so many bad things.

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

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

“Actually, I

be

spoke aloud the thoughts in

I originally planned on giving Shaw Group to you as a marriage

I’m being so sincere, can you please be president for a while even

lips and

let her stay up too late. He carried her upstairs

her shower, the man gently placed her on the bed.