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.

her lips. “Is the problem

“No.”

hair. “Don’t worry, Ms. Shaw. I’ll ensure you can manage the company

She looked at him slightly shyly. “Actually, I

his company to Cherise’s name when he saw

wouldn’t raise difficult questions. On the other hand, he had used such a unique way to

Cressa had yet to be punished

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

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smiled 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 a

spoke aloud the thoughts in

raised his hands to hug her. “But I originally planned on

can you please be president for

her lips and

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

gently placed her on

him pitifully. “I’m not

off the slippers on her feet gracefully. “You must sleep even if you’re

face wrinkled. “I