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.

out and directly touched her butt, then wrapped his arm around her waist.

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

Cornelia immediately stepped aside, anxiously

had

suddenly speaking

looked at Mr. Ducler, his face

to have an epiphany and quickly

took his eyes off Cornelia, “I

not interested in women. Since you haven’t gotten tired of this one,

club, his face sporting

true emotions.

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

was like a poisonous needle stabbing into

through her own skills. Why was

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

humble

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

Ducler finally realized the seriousness of the situation. “President Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have treated your employee like that…” He paused, “Miss

golf club forcefully, and the white ball flew out, hitting a nearby tree trunk before flying back

his knees. “President Hartley, it

didn’t respond, his cold gaze sweeping over

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Chapter 4

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

her 5’6” frame. Cornelia couldn’t see his expression but heard his deep and powerful

sexually harass you, not you. Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You

was the first 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 of security.

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

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

nasal, not from fear,

him to stand up and say the abuser

a great job just

warmth in