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.

was a problem with the project that Raymond and Tristan had discussed

pursed her lips.

“No.”

Ms. Shaw. I’ll ensure you can manage

flattened her lips. She looked at him slightly shyly.

transferred his company to Cherise’s

On the other hand, he had used such a

resourceful as a father that Cressa had yet to be punished severely even after she had done

But actually… he was just

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

her lips together. “Actually, I don’t

to be a

spoke aloud the thoughts in her

originally planned on giving Shaw

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

lips and didn’t

up too late.

her shower, the man gently placed her on the

looked up at him