Chapter 110 It’s Time for Our Argument
After doing everything, he returned to his seat. “Mr. Kolson, chat with Blake and find out why she’s unhappy.”
Blake had been with her. He must have known what had happened.
But the teen wasn’t very articulate. Mr. Kolson only understood him a little.
Mr. Kolson led Blake upstairs after receiving orders.
Mr. Hampson kept reporting until the sunset in the west.
In the evening, Damien moved his legs and carried the delicate woman upstairs as she slept soundly on the couch.
When he placed her on the large bed, he also helped her change into her nightgown
ut much extra effort.
After doing that, he leaned against the headboard and listened to the voice message Mr. Kolson had sent him on his cell phone.
“No… No!”
“Ian…”
The woman who was sleeping shouted in a daze.
Damien’s gaze darkened.
After that, he smiled indifferently and tucked her into the covers. “If I didn’t know what you’ve been through, do you know the consequences if you cried out his name while. sleeping?”
She would be in much more dire circumstances than she was now.
“Ian!”
Cherise cried out in alarm again. She sat up in bed.
Her head was covered in cold sweat.
“Did you have a nightmare?”
The man’s deep voice rang beside her.
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At the next moment, she was entirely pulled into a warm embrace.
Damien hugged her head in his arms and patted her back lightly. “What did you dream of?”
“I dreamt that Ian died because of me…”
The man’s familiar and warm scent put Cherise at ease, so she couldn’t help but tell him everything that had happened in her dream.
“Don’t worry. He won’t die. It was a dream.”
The man narrowed his eyes slightly. His voice was somewhat forceful, but it was still gentle.
As he pacified her, Cherise’s wildly beating heart finally calmed down.
Her consciousness started to return.
She furrowed her brows and recalled there was something she hadn’t done..
Therefore, she pushed away the hand Damien was hugging her with and backed away to a suitable distance before she glared at him. “Are you done with your work?”
She feigned a fierce and brutal expression, looking slightly amusing and comical.
Damien smiled lightly. “Yes.”
“It’s time for our argument!”
She gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and looked at Damien seriously. “I want to argue with you! I’m furious!”
It was probably because she had been in his arms mere moments ago. Cherise didn’t seem very confident when she said it.
She even felt like what she said wasn’t forceful enough.
But since she had promised to argue with him, she had to accomplish it even if she did it while crying.
She glared at Damien fiercely. “Why did you treat Cressa and Ian like that?”
“You’re a jerk!”
Damien shifted into a comfortable posture and leaned against the headboard. He looked
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at Cherise as she feigned a savage expression, and a slight smile was in his eyes. “I’m a jerk?”
This is probably the most ruthless thing this fool can think of, right?
She was straightforward and adorable.
Cherise’s cheeks puffed. “Yes. You’re a jerk!”
“Why didn’t you listen to my suggestion and send Cressa to study abroad? Why did you send her to the psychiatry ward instead?”
“Why did you make lan get fired? And why did you blacklist him? What did he do wrong?”
Unsurprisingly, she blamed both the incidents on Damien.
The man’s head hurt slightly. He ma*saged the bridge of his nose.
“Why do you think these two incidents have anything to do with me?”
Cherise pursed her lips and glared at him. “You almost killed Nicky.”
Damien let out a bitter laugh. “You think I’m cruel and nasty because of what happened to Nicky last time?”
