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.

pursed her lips.

“No.”

stroked her hair. “Don’t worry, Ms. Shaw. I’ll ensure you can

looked at him slightly shyly. “Actually,

and immediately transferred his company to Cherise’s name when

the other hand, he had

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

to Cherise. But actually… he was just

1/3

company to the

“Actually, I

want to

spoke aloud the thoughts

hands to hug her. “But I originally planned on giving Shaw Group to

can you please be president for a while even

her lips and didn’t

up too late. He carried her upstairs at nine o’clock

her shower, the man gently

him pitifully. “I’m

slippers on her feet gracefully. “You must sleep even if

tiny face wrinkled. “I