Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 4

Comelia was speechless.

Was this really something they should be discussing?–

But she then thought about her boss‘ upset appearance,

It was possible though.

Comelia sneaked a glance at Marcus, who elegantly swung his golf club and got a hole–in–one.

However, the president of Digital Sports wasn’t as smooth, swinging several times without getting any balls in..

After a few rounds, the president of Digital Sports waved for someone to bring water.

Seeing this, Comelia immediately handed Marcus a bottle of water and a towel.

The president of Digital Sports looked at Cornelia, his eyes blatantly scanning her body…

Comelia was dressed in a white shirt and knee–length skirt, her long hair tied up in a bun, revealing her slender neck. Her makeup was light and elegant, and she looked clean and professional – a typical office attire.

However, the president of Digital Sports kept staring at her chest, his gaze so lewd it was as if Cornelia wasn’t wearing anything. “President Hartley, your new assistant is not only young and beautiful, but her figure is top–notch as well.”

Marcus responded indifferently, “Mr. Ducler, you flatter her.”

The president of Digital Sports chuckled and asked Cornelia, “Miss, do you know how to play golf?”

As the president’s assistant, Cornelia did know a little, but she wasn’t an expert, and it wasn’t her place to play in this situation.

“Mr. Ducler, I don’t.” She hated the way he looked at her, but to avoid making everyone uncomfortable, she didn’t react. She took the empty water bottle from Marcus and prepared to step aside.

out and directly touched her butt, then wrapped his arm around her waist. “Miss, if you don’t know, let me teach

foot, causing him to let go of her due to

immediately stepped aside, anxiously

had

expect was Marcus suddenly speaking

at Mr. Ducler, his face

and quickly apologized, “President Hartley, I’m

but never took his eyes off Cornelia, “I really thought President Hartley was like the

interested in women. Since you haven’t gotten tired of this one, I’ll wait

Marcus played with his golf club, his face sporting a faint smile, making

true emotions.

Ducler paused, then laughed, “President Hartley,

was like a poisonous needle stabbing into Cornelia’s heart, bringing

skills. Why was she

your family? Weren’t you also born from a woman after ten months of pregnancy? Or do you think you need to humiliate a

humble nor arrogant, and spoke

doesn’t lack partners like you, but our

assistants speak up, Mr. Ducler finally realized the seriousness of the situation. “President Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have treated your employee like that…”

ball flew out, hitting a nearby tree trunk before flying back towards them, nearly hitting

went weak, almost dropping to his knees. “President Hartley, it was my

gaze sweeping over Mr. Ducler’s

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hurried to catch up. “President Hartley, thank you for

of her, his 6’2” height towering over her 5’6” frame. Cornelia couldn’t see his expression but heard his

up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You don’t have to suffer in silence. The entire Hartley

telling her that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of security. She said, “Thank you, President Hartley.

She hadn’t shown any fear

help but soften his tone, “You’re working by my side and you represent me. You don’t need to be afraid

Cornelia nodded, her voice nasal, not from

there had been someone like him to stand up and say the abuser was wrong, not her, the victim, she wouldn’t have

did a great job just