NovelAppChapter 608 My Charm Outshines Yours
Cherise’s knuckles turned white as she declared, “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 regular friend, Zachary, gets playdates 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
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthey’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! One last 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 playful 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, having completed 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.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLane.
As Cherise entered, Dr. Lane’s cheerful facade cracked, replaced by a calculated 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.”
The director, momentarily disoriented, began to protest Dr. Lane’s departure, but she was already
hurrying towards the door. With a final icy glare directed at Cherise, she swept past, met with a resolute
nod in return.
The air crackled with unspoken tension left in her wake. Reclaiming 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 voice laced with quiet determination, “After visiting Isaac yesterday, I’m deeply
concerned about his well-being. I’m here to advocate for him and to clarify the situation surrounding the
incident…”
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