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.

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

Ducler’s foot, causing him to let go of her due to the pain and glare at her

Cornelia immediately stepped aside, anxiously looking

had

didn’t expect was Marcus suddenly speaking up, “Mr. Ducler, she’s

Ducler, his face expressionless, but his eyes

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

to Marcus but never took his eyes off Cornelia, “I really thought President Hartley was

not interested in women. Since you haven’t gotten

played with his golf club, his

true emotions.

Ducler paused, then laughed, “President Hartley, we’re

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

obtained her job through her own abilities and earned money through her own skills. Why was she being

family? Weren’t you also born from a woman after ten months of pregnancy? Or

humble nor arrogant, and

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

both 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…” He paused, “Miss

ball flew out, hitting a nearby tree trunk before

legs went weak, almost dropping to his knees. “President

respond, his cold gaze sweeping over Mr.

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Chapter 4

laptop bag and hurried to catch up.

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

wrong are those who sexually harass you, not you. Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You

that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving

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

his tone, “You’re working by my side and you represent me. You don’t need

Cornelia nodded, her voice nasal, not from

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

did a great job