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.

pursed her lips. “Is the

“No.”

her hair. “Don’t worry, Ms. Shaw.

flattened her lips. She looked at him slightly shyly. “Actually,

was sensible and immediately transferred his company to

other hand, he had used

that Cressa had yet to be punished severely even after

given the company to Cherise. But actually… he was just returning it to the rightful owner.

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“Even if he returned the company to the rightful owner. you’re the president

her lips together. “Actually, I don’t

want to be a doctor.”

aloud the thoughts in her heart.

originally planned on giving Shaw Group to you as a marriage

president for a while even if you’re feeling reluctant, Mrs.

pursed her lips and didn’t say

recuperate, so Damien didn’t let her stay up too late. He carried her upstairs at nine o’clock at

shower, the man gently placed her on the bed.

looked up at him pitifully. “I’m not

her feet gracefully. “You

girl’s tiny face wrinkled. “I