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.

her butt, then wrapped his arm around her

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

immediately stepped aside,

she had offended a partner

suddenly speaking up, “Mr. Ducler, she’s

his face expressionless, but his eyes revealed

have an epiphany and quickly apologized, “President Hartley,

his eyes off Cornelia, “I really thought

haven’t gotten tired of this one, I’ll

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

true emotions.

laughed, “President Hartley, we’re

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

had obtained her job through her own abilities and earned money through her own skills. Why was she

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?

tall, neither humble nor arrogant,

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

finally realized the seriousness of the situation. “President Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have treated your

and the white ball flew out, hitting a nearby tree trunk before flying back towards

went weak, almost dropping to his knees. “President

respond, his cold gaze sweeping over Mr.

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grabbed her laptop bag and hurried to catch up. “President

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

who are wrong are those who sexually harass you, not you. Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You don’t have to suffer

so much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was

and saw her reddened eyes. She hadn’t shown any fear when

my side and you

nasal, not from

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

a

a warmth in