Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 230 Life’s Regret and Unexpected Pursuits

“Alright,” Damien gently reached out and tousled her hair, his affectionate smile warming the moment. “Let’s have a meal first, and then we’ll head over to the research institute. Does that sound good to you?”

“Yes!” Cherise nodded in enthusiastic agreement. With fan’s potential quest to regain his position and claim the prize money, the afternoon when the netizens gathered was an optimal window of opportunity. They would be there, ready and waiting for him at the research institute.

Following a delightful lunch, Damien personally chauffeured Cherise to the research institute. A few dedicated netizens had already gathered outside, their presence a testament to the brewing digital storm.

Cherise and Damien, keen to avoid the commotion, discreetly entered through the institute’s

back door.

Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Lenoir!” Upon their arrival through the back entrance, a chorus of warm greetings resonated through the research institute. All the researchers had lined up, applauding and cheering enthusiastically to welcome them.

A headache began to creep in. The reception felt all too reminiscent of the grand event Bernard had orchestrated during Cherise’s visit to the Shaw Group for an inspection.

she heard a familiar voice, “Ms. Shaw!

at the end of the line. “Why are you here?” Cherise asked, taken aback by

our group sponsors this medical research institute!” Bernard’s innocent blink and wide eyes radiated his pride. “The director called me a while ago and said

surprised? You didn’t expect to see

words, “Yes,

Cherise learned that the entire medical research institute indeed fell under the sponsorship of the Shaw

Why did Damien sponsor a medical research institute years

my sister,” Damien shared, his arm still affectionately wrapped around Cherise’s waist as they made their way to the director’s

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severe burns, disfiguring herself and causing extensive internal

my grandfather arranged

passed away on the plane before reaching

sorrow. “So, when Lennon mentioned that a doctor he knew was planning to establish a medical research institute dedicated to rare diseases, I didn’t