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.

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

on Mr. Ducler’s foot, causing him to let go of her due to

immediately stepped aside, anxiously

business negotiation, she had offended

suddenly speaking up, “Mr.

looked at Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless, but

quickly apologized, “President Hartley, I’m sorry, I apologize to

Marcus but never took his eyes off Cornelia, “I really

Since you haven’t gotten tired of this one,

his golf club, his face sporting a faint smile, making it

true emotions.

paused, then laughed, “President Hartley,

needle stabbing

her job through her own abilities and earned money through her own skills.

up for herself, “Mr. Ducler, don’t you have any women in your family? Weren’t you also born from a woman after

humble nor arrogant,

came over, “Mr. Ducler, the Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners like you, but our company

Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I

a nearby tree trunk before flying back towards them, nearly hitting Mr. Ducler’s

dropping to his knees. “President Hartley, it was my bad,

over Mr.

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grabbed her laptop bag and hurried to catch

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

you. Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You don’t have to

first time Cornelia had heard him talk so much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of security. She said,

fear when she was being

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

nodded, her voice nasal,

to stand up and say the abuser was wrong, not her, the victim, she wouldn’t have ended up homeless and with a

a

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