Marrying the Man in the Dark

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 severe?”

“No.”

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

looked at him slightly

company. Randall was sensible and immediately transferred his company to Cherise’s name when

the other hand, he had used such a unique way to

was also because he was too resourceful as a father that Cressa had yet to be punished severely even after she had done so many

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smiled and squeezed her face. “Even if he returned the company to

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

be

the thoughts in

hands to hug her. “But I originally planned on giving Shaw Group to

you please be president for a while even if you’re feeling reluctant,

pursed her lips and

up too late. He carried her upstairs at nine

the man gently placed her on the bed.

at him pitifully. “I’m not

feet gracefully. “You must sleep even

face wrinkled.