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

him to let go of her due to the pain and

Cornelia immediately stepped aside, anxiously

she had

Marcus suddenly speaking up, “Mr. Ducler,

Ducler, his face expressionless, but his eyes revealed

to have an epiphany and quickly

to Marcus but never took his eyes off Cornelia, “I really thought

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

golf club, his face sporting

true emotions.

“President Hartley, we’re

needle stabbing into Cornelia’s heart, bringing up

money through her own skills. Why was

time, Cornelia 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 after ten months of pregnancy? Or do you think you need to humiliate a woman

humble nor arrogant, and

partners like you, but

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

white ball flew out, hitting a nearby tree trunk

to his knees. “President Hartley, it was

over

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Chapter 4

hurried to catch up. “President Hartley, thank

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

are those who sexually harass you, not you. Stand up against bullying in the workplace,

harasser was wrong, not her, giving her a

shown any fear when she was being bullied

by my side and you represent me. You

nodded, her voice nasal, not from fear,

bullied, if there had been someone like him to stand up and say the abuser was

“You did a great

felt a warmth in

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