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.

project that Raymond and Tristan had discussed with

pursed her lips. “Is the

“No.”

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

flattened her lips. She looked at him

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

On the other hand, he had used such a

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

But actually… he was just

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he returned the company to the rightful owner. you’re the president of Shaw Group,

together. “Actually,

want to

aloud the

his hands to hug her. “But I originally planned

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

her lips and

didn’t let her stay up too late. He carried

gently placed her on the

looked up at him