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.

then wrapped his

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

immediately stepped aside,

a business negotiation, she had offended a partner

expect was Marcus suddenly speaking

face expressionless, but his eyes

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

but never took his eyes off Cornelia, “I really

haven’t gotten

his golf club, his

true emotions.

“President Hartley, we’re partners, she’s just your

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

her own abilities and earned money through her own skills. Why was she being humiliated just because

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 you need

humble nor

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

“President Hartley, I’m truly

ball flew out, hitting a nearby tree trunk before flying back

to his knees. “President

didn’t respond, his cold gaze sweeping over Mr. Ducler’s right

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Chapter 4

to catch up. “President Hartley, thank you for helping me

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

are wrong are those who sexually harass you, not you. Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You don’t have to suffer in silence. The entire Hartley Group

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,

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

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

voice nasal,

was bullied, if there had been someone like him to stand up and say the abuser was wrong, not her, the victim, she wouldn’t have ended up homeless and with a

“You did a great job just