Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 230 Life’s Regret and Unexpected Pursuits

“Alright,” Damien gently reached out and tousled her hair, his affectionate smile warming the moment. “Let’s have a meal first, and then we’ll head over to the research institute. Does that sound good to you?”

“Yes!” Cherise nodded in enthusiastic agreement. With fan’s potential quest to regain his position and claim the prize money, the afternoon when the netizens gathered was an optimal window of opportunity. They would be there, ready and waiting for him at the research institute.

Following a delightful lunch, Damien personally chauffeured Cherise to the research institute. A few dedicated netizens had already gathered outside, their presence a testament to the brewing digital storm.

Cherise and Damien, keen to avoid the commotion, discreetly entered through the institute’s

back door.

Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Lenoir!” Upon their arrival through the back entrance, a chorus of warm greetings resonated through the research institute. All the researchers had lined up, applauding and cheering enthusiastically to welcome them.

A headache began to creep in. The reception felt all too reminiscent of the grand event Bernard had orchestrated during Cherise’s visit to the Shaw Group for an inspection.

gnawed at her, she heard a familiar voice,

face appeared at the end of the line. “Why are you here?” Cherise asked, taken aback by his

our group sponsors this medical research institute!” Bernard’s innocent blink and wide eyes radiated his pride. “The director called me a while ago and said

surprised?

her words, “Yes, I’m genuinely

enough, Cherise learned that the entire medical research institute indeed fell under the sponsorship of the Shaw Group. It suddenly

question lingered: Why did Damien sponsor a medical research institute years

of my sister,” Damien shared, his arm still affectionately wrapped around Cherise’s waist as they made their way to the director’s office. “When I was thirteen,

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my sister sustained severe burns, disfiguring herself and causing extensive internal

let out a soft sigh. “During that time, medical science simply couldn’t save her, so my grandfather arranged for a

passed away on the plane before

reflected a deep sorrow. “So, when Lennon mentioned that a doctor he knew was planning to establish a medical research institute dedicated to rare diseases, I didn’t hesitate to provide my

sighed again, leaving the

with