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. “Miss,

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

free, Cornelia immediately stepped aside,

negotiation, she had offended a partner and might

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

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

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

but never took his eyes off Cornelia, “I

not interested in women. Since you haven’t gotten tired

club, his face sporting a faint smile,

true emotions.

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

was like a poisonous needle stabbing into Cornelia’s heart, bringing up some

had obtained her job through her own abilities and earned money through her own skills. Why was she being humiliated just

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

neither humble

doesn’t lack partners like you, but our company respects and cares for every

Ducler finally realized the seriousness of the situation. “President Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I

forcefully, and the white ball flew out, hitting a nearby tree trunk before

his knees.

sweeping over Mr. Ducler’s right

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Chapter 4

grabbed her laptop bag and hurried to catch

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

Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You don’t have to suffer in silence. The entire Hartley Group

was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of security. She said, “Thank

eyes. She hadn’t shown any fear when she was being bullied just now, but now she

working by my side and you represent me. You

voice nasal, not from

say the abuser was wrong, not

did a great

warmth in her