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

let go of her due to the

free, Cornelia immediately stepped aside, anxiously looking at

had

was Marcus suddenly

face expressionless,

and quickly apologized,

never took his eyes off Cornelia, “I really thought

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

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

true emotions.

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

stabbing into Cornelia’s

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

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 woman to

tall, neither humble nor arrogant, and spoke

over, “Mr. Ducler, the Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners like

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

hitting a nearby tree trunk before flying back towards them, nearly hitting Mr. Ducler’s

knees.

over Mr. Ducler’s right

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Chapter 4

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

walked ahead of her, his 6’2” height towering over her 5’6” frame. Cornelia couldn’t see his expression but

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

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

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

couldn’t help but soften his tone, “You’re working by my side and you represent

nodded, her voice nasal, not

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

added, “You did a great job just

in her