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.

wrapped his arm around her waist. “Miss, if you

let go of her due

Cornelia immediately stepped aside,

had offended a partner and might be

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

Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless, but his

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

his eyes off Cornelia, “I really thought President

haven’t gotten tired

club, his face sporting a faint

true emotions.

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

was like a poisonous needle stabbing into

money through her own skills. Why

She stood up for herself, “Mr. Ducler, don’t you have any women in your family? Weren’t you also

tall, neither humble nor arrogant, and

Ducler, the Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners like

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 towards them, nearly

legs went weak, almost dropping to his knees. “President Hartley, it was my bad,

over Mr. Ducler’s right hand

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Chapter 4

to catch up. “President Hartley, thank

frame. Cornelia couldn’t see his expression but heard his

those who sexually harass you, not you. Stand up against bullying in the

that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving

She hadn’t shown any fear when she was being bullied just

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

her voice nasal, not from fear, but

say the abuser was wrong, not her, the victim, she wouldn’t have ended up homeless and with a bad

a great

a warmth in

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