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.

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

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

stepped aside, anxiously looking at

she had offended

expect was Marcus suddenly speaking

Ducler, his face expressionless,

to have an epiphany and quickly

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

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

with his golf club, his face

true emotions.

paused, then laughed, “President Hartley, we’re partners, she’s

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

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

stood up for herself, “Mr. Ducler, don’t you have any women in your family? Weren’t

tall, neither humble nor arrogant, and spoke

Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners

Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have

and the white 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 bad,

sweeping over Mr. Ducler’s

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Chapter 4

to catch up. “President Hartley, thank you

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

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

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, “Thank you,

and saw her reddened eyes. She hadn’t shown any fear when

“You’re working by my side and you represent me. You don’t need to be

Cornelia nodded, her voice nasal, not from fear, but

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

“You did a great job just

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