Chapter 230
Chapter 230 Life’s Regret and Unexpected Pursuits
“Alright,” Damien gently reached out and tousled her hair, his affectionate smile warming the moment.
“Let’s have a meal first, and then we’ll head over to the research institute. Does that sound good to
you?”
“Yes!” Cherise nodded in enthusiastic agreement. With fan’s potential quest to regain his position and
im the prize money, the afternoon when theizens gathered was an optimal window of
opportunity. They would be there, ready and waiting for him at the research institute.
Following a delightful lunch, Damien personally chauffeured Cherise to the research institute. A few
dedicatedizens had already gathered outside, their presence a testament to the brewing digital
storm.
Cherise and Damien, keen to avoid themotion, discreetly entered through the institute’s
back door.
Wee, Mr. and Mrs. Lenoir!” Upon their arrival through the back entrance, a chorus of warm
greetings resonated through the research institute. All the researchers had lined up, apuding and
cheering enthusiastically to wee them.
A headache began to creep in. The reception felt all too reminiscent of the grand event Bernard had
orchestrated during Cherise’s visit to the Shaw Group for an inspection.
As an unsettling feeling gnawed at her, she heard a familiar voice, “Ms. Shaw! Surprise!
Bernard’srge face appeared at the end of the line. “Why are you here?” Cherise asked, taken aback
by his sudden appearance.
“Because our group sponsors this medical research institute!” Bernard’s innocent blink and wide eyes
radiated his pride. “The director called me a while ago and said you wereing for an inspection.
Since they didn’t know what kind of wee ceremony you’d like, I came to give them some
guidance.”
Bernard was clearly basking in his achievement. “Aren’t you surprised? You didn’t expect to see me
here, did you?”
Cherise stumbled over her words, “Yes, I’m genuinely surprised.”
Soon enough, Cherise learned that the entire medical research institute indeed fell under the
sponsorship of the Shaw Group. It suddenly made sense why Damien treated this ce like his
backyard.
Nevertheless, a question lingered: Why did Damien sponsor a medical research institute years ago?
“Because of my sister,” Damien shared, his arm still affectionately wrapped around Cherise’s waist as
they made their way to the director’s office. “When I was thirteen, our family vi caught fire.”
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“In an attempt to save me, my sister sustained severe burns, disfiguring herself and causing extensive
internal organ damage.”
Damien let out a soft sigh. “During that time, medical science simply couldn’t save her, so my
grandfather arranged for a team of burn specialists from abroad to urgently transfer her to at different
medical facility.”
“She passed away on the ne before reaching the destination.”
As Damien recounted this painful chapter of his life, his eyes reflected a deep sorrow. “So, when
Lennon mentioned that a doctor he knew was nning to establish a medical research institute
dedicated to rare diseases, I didn’t hesitate to provide my sponsorship.”
He sighed again, leaving the topic there.
Cherise pursed her lips and held his hand with a firm grip. “I can understand how that feels.”
Having witnessed her grandmother’s struggles with heart disease, she had been motivated to be
a skilled cardiovascr surgeon. Often, life’s regrets drive people toward unexpected. pursuits.
With that, they finally arrived at the director’s office. Acknowledging Cherise’s recent miscarriage. and
her less-than-optimal condition, the director had thoughtfully arranged the most.fortable hospital
bed for her to rest on within the office.
“Thank you, Director,” Cherise expressed, feeling somewhat self-conscious yet genuinely appreciative.N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.