My Blind Husband

Chapter 898 Backstabbing Mr Belcourt 

“It was Mr. Belcourt!” someone blurted out, shaking his head helplessly. “He’s got a temper like a volcano! Apart from the president, nobody in the company dares to cross him!”

“Mr. Dultch came up with this weird idea to test the temper of every big shot in the company.

guess who’s Supposed to help us figure out who to handle with kid gloves when assigning tasks… and the most untouchable? Yep, Mr. Belcourt…”

Before the person could finish, Mr. Dultch glared and shooed him away. “Get back to work! Mrs. Lenoir, don’t pay attention to his rambling.”

Cherise was floored by their bizarre logic. “So… your test concludes that I’m cool as a cucumber, huh?”

Mr. Dultch grinned. “Yep, you’ve got quite the cool head. But don’t worry, we’ll do our best not to ruffle your feathers…”

Cherise was left speechless. She had unwittingly discovered such a peculiar department existed in Damien’s company!

Damien’s office from HR, it was already

the thick employee code of conduct given by Mr. Dultch. Damien

glanced up with a smile. The HR are a bunch of zealous peeps, huh?”

on getting my autograph. And after I obliged, they had the nerve to compliment my patience, as if I wouldn’t have

leaving her feeling like an easy

didn’t mean any harm,” Damien said, approaching with a grin as he guided her to the nearby sofa. As he eased off her shoes, he added casually, “Mr. Dultch can be a bit mischievous. But

His warm hand gently massaged her swollen ankle, injured earlier that

silent, and her

you grief?” The man’s eyes flicked to her swollen ankle, concern evident in his voice.

Cherise replied, smiling. Before she could say

these documents to you,” a voice outside the

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