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.

that Raymond and Tristan had discussed

pursed her lips. “Is

“No.”

Ms. Shaw. I’ll ensure

She looked at

and immediately transferred his company to Cherise’s

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

he was too resourceful as a father that Cressa had yet

Cherise. But actually… he was just returning it

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company to the rightful owner. you’re the

together. “Actually, I don’t want

want to be

spoke aloud the thoughts in

hug her. “But I originally planned on giving Shaw Group to you as a marriage

so sincere, can you please be president for a while even if

lips

stay up too late. He carried her upstairs at nine

gently placed her on

looked up at him