Chapter 109
Chapter 109 I’m Going To Argue With You
Cherise took a deep breath and mulled over it as she stood at the door before she took. enormous
strides into the vi.
In the vi’s living room.
Damien was sitting on the couch, pouring tea from a tumbler into a teacup.
Mr. Hampson was reading a document behind him.
Cherise walked in angrily, filled with rage, and was about to lose her temper at Damien when she heard
what Mr. Hampson was reading. “ording to the sales department’s statistics, thepany’s sales
for thest month…”
Her angry footsteps stopped. Damien is working…
The delicate woman pursed her lips. Half the anger vanished from her face.
She pursed her lips and silently sat on the edge of the couch.
In
any case, she couldn’t disturb him when he was working. She could only argue. with him after Mr.
Hampson had finished reporting!
“Come here.”
The man, whose eyes were covered with ck silk, spoke up indifferently when he saw her,
return.
Cherise turned away. She didn’t want to go over!
She wouldn’t go over!
She was waiting to argue with him!
Upon sensing her reluctance, Damien smiled nonchntly. He raised his hands to pour her a cup of
tea and signaled ke to give it to her.
“Have some tea, Cherry.”
Cherise only turned at ke’s young, crisp voice.
Cherise was polite. Even though she was furious, ke was serving her the tea. She thanked him
earnestly. “Thank you.”
Mr. Hampson continued reporting.
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Damien interrupted him before speaking with a smile on the corners of his lips. “I poured the tea for
you. Why didn’t you thank me?”
She had been in a bad mood since she had entered the vi. Who had offended her?
“Hmph!”
Cherise rolled her eyes at him.
But she rolled her eyes again when she thought of how he couldn’t see.
“Quickly finish your work. I’m going to argue with you!”
Surprise flickered across Damien’s eyes. It seems like I have something to do with her bad mood?
How did I infuriate her?
Mr. Hampson held the document and didn’t know if he should continue.
“Go on.”
The man waved his hands indifferently, “Speed up. Mrs. Lenoir is waiting to argue with
me.”
Mr. Hampson didn’t dare to dy. He continued reporting at an increased speed.
Cherise sat on the couch and drank cup after cup of tea.
But Mr. Hampson’s reporting was incessant.
After he had finished one document, he started reading another one.
The documents were endless.
She even suspected Damien and Mr. Hampson knew she wasing home to argue, so they
prepared beforehand.
Why were there dozens of documents…
She felt awfully bored as she sat on the couch but couldn’t leave. After all, she wanted to argue with
Damien.
Mr. Hampson’s words kept ringing in her ears. It made her sleepier than the advanced mathematics
lecturer’s chattering.
Cherise leaned back on the couch. She drank tea while ying with her cell phone but
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couldn’t resist feeling sleepy.
Cherise forced herself to stay awake. She couldn’t sleep!
She had returned to argue!
Not to sleep!
But ultimately, the woman’s small, fair face tilted toward the couch viciously as she fell asleep.
Mr. Hampson was still reporting.
Randall had achieved a lot in the past few years. The elite team Damien had brought over had worked
overtime and organized the information the whole day before they summarized thepany’s
business, achievements, and various data.
Ast
the true boss behind the scenes of thepany, Damien had to gain an insight into thepany’s
situation within a day so Shaw Group could rise above the others at Lenoir Group’spetitive bidding
one weekter.
“Hold on.”
The man waved his hands nonchntly after Mr. Hampson had finished reporting a document.
Mr. Hampson paused.
Damien’s long and slender figure rose from the couch. He picked up a thin nket at the side and
covered Cherise with it before picking up a pillow gently and stuffing it under her head.