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.

Raymond and Tristan had discussed with Damien at

lips.

“No.”

hair. “Don’t worry, Ms. Shaw. I’ll

her lips. She looked at him slightly shyly.

his

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

had yet to be punished severely even after she had done so many

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

pressed her lips together. “Actually,

to

aloud the thoughts

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

you please be president

lips

let her stay up too late.

her shower, the man gently placed her on

him pitifully.