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.

“Is the problem severe?”

“No.”

“Don’t worry, Ms. Shaw. I’ll ensure you can

him slightly shyly. “Actually, I

in Randall’s company. Randall was sensible and immediately transferred his

the one hand, Damien wouldn’t raise difficult questions. On the other hand, he had used such a unique way to flatter Cherise.

had yet to be punished severely even after she had done

the surface, Randall had given the company to Cherise. But actually… he was just returning it to the

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the company to the rightful

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

be

the thoughts

her. “But I originally planned on giving Shaw

sincere, can you please be president for

and

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

the man gently placed her on the bed.

at him pitifully. “I’m

off the slippers on her feet gracefully. “You must sleep even if you’re not

tiny face wrinkled. “I can’t