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.

a problem with the project that Raymond and

her lips.

“No.”

her hair. “Don’t worry, Ms. Shaw. I’ll ensure you can manage the

her lips. She looked at

had initially invested in Randall’s company. Randall was sensible and immediately transferred his company to Cherise’s name when he saw that his daughter had offended

hand, Damien wouldn’t raise difficult questions. On the other hand, he had used such a unique way to flatter

father that Cressa had yet to be punished severely

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

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

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

want to be a

spoke aloud the

I originally planned on giving Shaw Group to

can you please be president

her lips and didn’t say

up too late. He carried

the man gently placed her

up at him pitifully. “I’m