My 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.”

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

meant.

problem with the project that Raymond

pursed her lips. “Is

“No.”

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

She looked at him slightly shyly. “Actually, I

his company to Cherise’s

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

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

Cherise. But actually… he was just returning it

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

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

want to be

the thoughts in her

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

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

pursed her lips and

let her stay up too late. He carried her

shower, the man gently placed her on

at him pitifully.