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.

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

causing him to let go of her due to the pain and glare at

immediately stepped aside, anxiously looking

she had offended a partner and

expect was Marcus suddenly

Ducler, his face expressionless, but

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

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

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

golf club, his

true emotions.

then laughed, “President Hartley, we’re

needle stabbing into Cornelia’s heart, bringing up

through her own skills. Why was she being humiliated just because she was a woman and happened to

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 you need to humiliate a woman

tall, neither humble nor

Group doesn’t lack partners like you, but our company

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

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

legs went weak, almost dropping to his knees. “President Hartley, it was my bad, please forgive

cold gaze sweeping over Mr. Ducler’s

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to catch up.

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

Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You

him talk so much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of

reddened eyes. She hadn’t shown any fear when she was being bullied just now, but now

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

Cornelia nodded, her voice nasal, not from fear,

up and say the

“You did a great job