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 waist. “Miss, if you don’t know, let

to let go of her due to the pain and

Cornelia immediately stepped

such a business negotiation, she had offended

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

Ducler, his face expressionless, but his eyes revealed

and quickly apologized, “President

to Marcus but never took his eyes off

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

his golf club,

true emotions.

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

word “plaything” was like a poisonous needle stabbing into Cornelia’s heart,

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

“Mr. Ducler, don’t you have any women in your family? Weren’t you also born from a woman

stood tall, neither humble nor arrogant, and

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

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

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

knees. “President Hartley, it was my bad, please

over Mr. Ducler’s right hand before turning

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catch up. “President

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

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

time Cornelia had heard him talk so much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was wrong,

fear when she was being bullied

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

her voice nasal,

then when she was bullied, if there had been someone like him to stand up and say the abuser was wrong, not her, the victim, she wouldn’t have ended up homeless and with a bad

added, “You did a

warmth in