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.

“No.”

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

flattened her lips. She looked at

and immediately transferred his company to Cherise’s name

questions. On the other hand, he had used such a unique way

that Cressa had yet to be punished severely even

surface, Randall had given the company to Cherise. But actually… he was just returning it

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and squeezed her face. “Even if he returned the company to the rightful owner. you’re the president of Shaw Group, Mrs.

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

to be

aloud the thoughts in her

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

being so sincere, can you please be president for a while even if you’re feeling reluctant,

pursed her lips and didn’t

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

shower, the man gently placed her on

at him

her feet gracefully. “You

tiny face wrinkled. “I can’t