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.

butt, then wrapped his arm around her waist. “Miss, if you don’t know,

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

stepped aside, anxiously

such a business negotiation, she had offended

expect was Marcus suddenly speaking

Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless, but his eyes revealed

an epiphany and quickly apologized, “President Hartley,

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

women. Since you haven’t gotten tired of

her immediately!” Marcus played with his golf club, his face

true emotions.

Hartley,

a poisonous needle stabbing into Cornelia’s heart, bringing up some unpleasant

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

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

stood tall, neither humble

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

up, Mr. Ducler finally realized the seriousness of the situation. “President Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have treated your employee like that…” He

the golf club forcefully, and the white ball flew out, hitting a nearby

weak, almost dropping to his knees. “President Hartley, it was my bad, please forgive

respond, his cold gaze sweeping over Mr.

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Chapter 4

laptop bag and hurried to catch up. “President

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

up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You don’t have to suffer

was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of security. She said, “Thank you, President

looked back and saw her reddened eyes. She hadn’t shown any fear when she was being bullied just now, but

couldn’t help but soften his tone, “You’re working by my side and you represent

nodded, her voice nasal,

him to stand up and say the

added, “You did a great job just

felt a warmth in her heart, “Thank