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.

directly touched her butt, then wrapped his arm around her waist. “Miss,

hard on Mr. Ducler’s foot, causing him to let go of her due to the pain and glare

immediately stepped aside,

business negotiation, she had offended a partner and might

didn’t expect was Marcus suddenly

at Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless,

to have an epiphany and quickly apologized, “President Hartley, I’m sorry, I

took his eyes off Cornelia, “I really thought

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

to her immediately!” Marcus played with his golf club, his face sporting a faint smile, making it hard to

true emotions.

Hartley, we’re partners, she’s

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

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

speak. She stood up for herself, “Mr. Ducler, don’t you have any women in your family? Weren’t you also born from a woman after ten months of pregnancy? Or do you think

stood tall, neither humble

the Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners

the situation. “President Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have treated your employee like that…” He paused, “Miss Cornelia, I’m

and the white ball flew out, hitting a nearby tree trunk before flying back towards them,

his knees. “President Hartley,

cold gaze sweeping over

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Chapter 4

catch up. “President Hartley, thank you

height towering over her 5’6” frame. Cornelia couldn’t

harass you, not you. Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter

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

hadn’t shown any fear when she was being bullied just now, but

side and you represent me. You don’t

her voice nasal, not from fear, but

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

a great job