Chapter 115 What’s So Funny
A few hours later.
Mr. Hampson returned to the study room dejectedly. “Mr. Lenoir, you can deduct my salary.”
He had used almost all the servants and bodyguards he could mobilize in the villa the entire morning.
He had made various dishes and came up with dozens of excuses. He even tried to use the part-time worker’s wedding as an excuse.
But Cherise refused to eat after saying she would abstain from food.
Mr. Hampson couldn’t do anything.
Cherise was frighteningly stubborn.
Damien’s head hurt slightly. He massaged the bridge of his nose.
“Is there any news from Randall?”
“Yes.”
Mr. Hampson took a deep breath. “His plane has been intercepted, and he’s being transported here now.”
“Don’t transport him here.”
Damien let out a long breath. “Transport him to Garden Paradise.”
“Ask Jacob to come along.”
After that, he put down the things in his hands and rolled out of the study room.
In the bedroom.
Cherise was still leaning against the bay window and watching animations with Blake.
The two looked very happy and discussed the show animatedly.
They instantly fell silent when Damien opened the door.
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Blake.
The man spoke in a low voice as he frowned slightly.
“Mm.”
The young teen rose from the bay window and stood earnestly. “Dame.”
“Wait in the car.”
“Mm!”
Upon hearing it, the young teen left hurriedly. He was even considerate enough to shut. the door after he left.
Only Cherise and Damien remained in the room.
Cherise looked away. She didn’t want to look at him.
Damien was calm and composed as he rolled his wheelchair to her.
With her back facing him, Cherise could still feel his strong demeanor that couldn’t be ignored.
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