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

Ducler’s foot, causing him to let go of her due

immediately stepped

business negotiation, she had offended

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

at Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless, but his eyes revealed his

to have an epiphany and quickly apologized, “President Hartley, I’m sorry,

continued speaking to Marcus but never took his eyes off Cornelia,

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

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

true emotions.

“President Hartley, we’re

poisonous needle stabbing into Cornelia’s heart,

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

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

stood tall, neither humble nor arrogant, and

the Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners like you, but our

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

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

went weak, almost dropping to his knees. “President Hartley, it

didn’t respond, his cold gaze sweeping over Mr.

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and hurried to catch up. “President Hartley, thank

height towering over her 5’6” frame. Cornelia

ones 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 in silence. The entire Hartley Group is behind

powerful voice telling her that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of security. She said, “Thank

fear when she was being bullied just now,

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

nodded, her voice nasal,

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

did a

in her heart, “Thank