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, if you don’t know,

him to let go of her due to the

immediately stepped aside, anxiously looking at

such a business negotiation, she had offended a

Marcus suddenly

Ducler, his face expressionless, but his eyes revealed his

an epiphany and quickly

his eyes off Cornelia, “I

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

golf club, his face sporting a faint smile, making it hard to read

true emotions.

laughed, “President Hartley, we’re

word “plaything” was like a poisonous needle stabbing

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

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 to prove

neither humble nor arrogant, and

came over, “Mr. Ducler, the Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners like you, but our company respects and cares

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 Cornelia, I’m

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

almost dropping to his knees. “President Hartley, it

over Mr.

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Chapter 4

bag and hurried to catch

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

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 is behind

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, President Hartley. I

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

soften his tone, “You’re working by my side and you

Cornelia nodded, her voice nasal, not from fear,

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

added, “You did a great job just