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 don’t know, let me

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

immediately stepped aside,

she had offended a

suddenly speaking up, “Mr. Ducler,

his face expressionless, but his eyes revealed

quickly apologized, “President Hartley, I’m sorry, I apologize

eyes

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

his golf club, his face sporting a faint smile, making it

true emotions.

laughed, “President Hartley, we’re

word “plaything” was like a poisonous needle stabbing into Cornelia’s heart, bringing up

through her own skills. Why was 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 to humiliate a woman to

humble

Group doesn’t lack partners like

the situation. “President Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I

swung the golf club forcefully, and the white ball flew out, hitting a nearby tree trunk before flying back towards them, nearly hitting Mr. Ducler’s

to his knees.

gaze sweeping over Mr. Ducler’s right hand before

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bag and hurried to catch up. “President Hartley, thank you

her 5’6” frame.

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

her that the harasser was wrong, not her,

shown any fear when she was being bullied just now, but now she finally felt

his tone, “You’re working by my side and you represent me. You

nasal, not from

she 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

added, “You did a great

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