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.

then wrapped his arm

Ducler’s foot, causing him to let go

immediately stepped

business negotiation, she had offended

Marcus suddenly speaking up, “Mr.

his face expressionless,

epiphany and quickly

eyes off Cornelia, “I really thought

in women. Since you haven’t gotten tired of this

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

true emotions.

paused, then laughed, “President Hartley,

was like a poisonous needle stabbing into Cornelia’s heart, bringing up

and earned money through her own skills. Why was she being humiliated just because she was

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

humble nor

Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners like you, but

up, Mr. Ducler finally realized the seriousness of the situation. “President Hartley, I’m truly sorry,

flew out, hitting a nearby

his knees.

respond, his cold gaze sweeping over

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

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

against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You don’t have to suffer in silence. The entire Hartley

so much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of security. She said, “Thank

reddened eyes. She hadn’t shown any fear when she was being bullied just now, but now she

by my side and you represent me. You don’t

voice nasal, not from fear, but

been someone like him to stand up and say the abuser was wrong, not

“You did a

in her

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