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!

to Damien’s office from HR, it was already eleven in the morning.

given by Mr. Dultch. Damien was at his

the sound of the door, he glanced up with a

her arms onto the office desk. “Can you believe it? Each of them insisted on getting my autograph. And

efforts seemed wasted, leaving her feeling like an easy target.

probably didn’t mean any harm,” Damien said, approaching with a grin as he guided her to the nearby sofa. As he eased off her shoes, he

with you?” His warm hand gently massaged her swollen ankle,

and her lips pursed

giving you grief?” The man’s eyes flicked to her swollen ankle, concern evident in

Before she

manager asked me to bring these documents to

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

from the person outside. “But sir, the manager

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