Chapter 608


    Chapter 608 My Charm Outshines Yours


    Cherise’s knuckles turned white as she dered, “You’re right. I’ve sanitized and scrubbed our past


    more thoroughly than any instrument in the operating room.”


    Damien’s lips curled into a faint smile as he observed her. “Are you certain, Dr. Shaw? Have you


    erased every lingering trace?”


    Cherise’s voice, barely a whisper, confirmed, “Of course.”


    “Very well.” His smile deepened, sly and knowing. “Since you’ve forgotten everything, I’m just an


    ordinary friend, correct?”


    Damien then began his questioning, “Alright. Suppose this regr friend, Zachary, gets ydates with


    Soren and Serafina. Why can’t I, another ordinary friend, receive the same treatment?”


    Damien’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “Are you worried that my charm might outshine yours? Afraid


    they’ll forget their mother after spending a day with their father?”


    Cherise’s eyes widened in disbelief and she retorted, “Nonsense!” How could her meticulously raised


    children switch sides after one outing with him?


    She knew Damien was trying to provoke her, but his words still stung.


    Gritting her teeth, she conceded, “Fine, I agree! Onest favor for the sake of the children, and you can


    have a day with them.”


    Damien’s smile widened, a flicker of victory in his eyes. “Deal. But if they choose me, Shaw, you must


    respect their decision.”


    Cherise was left speechless.


    Dr.


    “Sure,” Cherise shrugged, her smile tinged with mischief. “But let’s be clear: if the kids decide they’d


    rather stay with me than you, there’s no need for a bruised ego, right?


    She knew her children were not easily swayed.


    Serafina might have a weakness for sugary treats, but leaving her mommy, even for a Prince Charming


    impersonator, was out of the question. And Soren, sharp as a tack and fiercely loyal, wouldn’t be


    influenced by promises and favors.


    Damien’s smile softened at her words, a hint of admiration in his eyes. “I understand your point. Now,


    let’s address Dr. Lane’s vendetta. To clear your name, I’ll need your cooperation.”


    Cherise’s yful facade faded away. “What do I need to do?”


    Damien met her gaze, a faint smile curving his lips. “First, you need to eat some humble pie. You must


    confess your fault from two years ago to the director. No excuses, just the truth.”


    The morning light filtered through the office window as Cherise, havingpleted her duties,


    approached the director’s door with determination.


    She found the director, Dr. Keeples, not alone but engaged in a jovial conversation with Dr.


    Lane.


    As Cherise entered, Dr. Lane’s cheerful facade cracked, reced by a calcted briskness as she


    gathered her papers.


    “It seems you have other matters demanding your attention, Dr. Lane,” Cherise stated, her voice a


    smooth blend of diplomacy and quiet authority. “Wouldn’t want to hinder your… momentum.”


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    The director, momentarily disoriented, began to protest Dr. Lane’s departure, but she was already


    hurrying towards the door. With a final icy re directed at Cherise, she swept past, met with a resolute


    nod in return.


    The air crackled with unspoken tension left in her wake. Reiming the space, Cherise turned to the


    director, her demeanor now focused and unwavering. “Director, regarding the incident involving Isaac


    two years ago…”


    Dr. Lane, hovering just outside earshot, held her breath. Cherise, fully aware of her captive audience,


    continued, her voiceced with quiet determination, “After visiting Isaac yesterday, I’m deeply


    concerned about his well-being. I’m here to advocate for him and to rify the situation surrounding the


    incident…”