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.

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

Ducler’s foot, causing him to let

Cornelia immediately stepped aside,

had offended a partner and might

Marcus suddenly speaking up,

his face expressionless, but his eyes revealed

appeared to have an epiphany and quickly apologized,

to Marcus but never took his eyes off Cornelia,

you haven’t gotten

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

true emotions.

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

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

skills. Why was she being humiliated just because she was a woman and

don’t you have any women in your family? Weren’t you also born from a woman after ten months of pregnancy?

neither humble nor arrogant,

lack partners like you, but

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

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

went weak, almost dropping to his knees. “President Hartley, it was my

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

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

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

not you. Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no

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

reddened eyes. She hadn’t shown any fear

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

nasal, not from fear,

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

did a

in

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