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.

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

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

immediately stepped aside, anxiously looking

had offended a partner and might

was Marcus suddenly speaking up, “Mr. Ducler,

Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless, but his

to have an epiphany and quickly apologized, “President

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

Since you haven’t gotten tired of

golf club, his face sporting a faint smile, making

true emotions.

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

was 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 she was a woman and happened to

didn’t wait for Marcus to 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

neither humble nor arrogant, and

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

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,

hitting a

knees. “President Hartley, it

respond, his cold gaze sweeping over

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hurried to catch up.

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

who sexually harass you, not you. Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You don’t have to suffer

Cornelia had heard him talk so much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was

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

side and you represent me. You

voice nasal, not from fear, but

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

did a great job just