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.

touched her butt, then wrapped his arm around her waist.

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

Cornelia immediately stepped aside, anxiously

had offended a

Cornelia didn’t expect was Marcus suddenly speaking up, “Mr.

looked at Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless,

epiphany and quickly apologized, “President Hartley,

Marcus but never took his eyes

gotten

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

true emotions.

then laughed, “President Hartley, we’re partners, she’s

word “plaything” was like a poisonous needle stabbing into

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

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

tall, neither humble nor arrogant, and

also came over, “Mr. Ducler, the Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners like you, but

of the situation. “President Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have treated your employee like

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

dropping to his knees. “President Hartley, it

his cold gaze sweeping over Mr.

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to catch up. “President

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

her that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of security. She said,

shown any fear when she was being bullied just now, but now

his tone, “You’re working by my side and you represent me. You don’t need to

nasal, not

and say the abuser was wrong, not her, the victim, she wouldn’t have

added, “You did a great

warmth in