Dark Secrets of the 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.

There was a problem with the project that Raymond and Tristan had discussed with Damien at home.

lips. “Is

“No.”

smiled and stroked her hair. “Don’t worry, Ms. Shaw. I’ll ensure

She looked at

sensible and immediately transferred his company to Cherise’s name when he saw that his daughter had

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

also because he was too resourceful as a father that Cressa had yet to be punished

But actually… he

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company to the rightful owner. you’re

pressed her lips together. “Actually, I don’t want to

to be

aloud the thoughts in

“But I originally planned on

can you please be president for a while even if

lips and didn’t say

recuperate, so Damien didn’t let her stay up too late. He carried her upstairs at

man gently placed her on

at him

off the slippers on her feet gracefully. “You must

tiny face wrinkled.