Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 898 Backstabbing Mr Belcourt

“It was Mr. Belcourt!” someone blurted out, shaking his head helplessly. “He’s got a temper like a volcano! Apart from the president, nobody in the company dares to cross him!”

“Mr. Dultch came up with this weird idea to test the temper of every big shot in the company.

guess who’s Supposed to help us figure out who to handle with kid gloves when assigning tasks… and the most untouchable? Yep, Mr. Belcourt…”

Before the person could finish, Mr. Dultch glared and shooed him away. “Get back to work! Mrs. Lenoir, don’t pay attention to his rambling.”

Cherise was floored by their bizarre logic. “So… your test concludes that I’m cool as a cucumber, huh?”

Mr. Dultch grinned. “Yep, you’ve got quite the cool head. But don’t worry, we’ll do our best not to ruffle your feathers…”

Cherise was left speechless. She had unwittingly discovered such a peculiar department existed in Damien’s company!

from HR, it was already eleven in

thick employee code of conduct given by Mr. Dultch. Damien

sound of the door, he glanced up with a smile. The

believe it? Each of them insisted on getting my autograph. And after I obliged, they had the nerve to compliment my patience, as if I

seemed wasted, leaving her feeling like an easy

eased off her shoes, he added casually,

around, who’d dare to mess with you?” His warm hand gently massaged her swollen ankle, injured earlier

and her lips

eyes flicked to her swollen ankle, concern evident in his voice.

it’s fine now,” Cherise replied, smiling. Before she could say more, a knock interrupted

manager asked me to bring these documents to you,” a voice

at the door,” Damien said, holding Cherise’s ankle, his gaze unmoving.

outside. “But sir, the manager insisted I personally hand them

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