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.

reached out and directly touched her butt, then wrapped his arm around her waist. “Miss, if you don’t know,

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

free, Cornelia immediately stepped aside,

a business negotiation, she had offended

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

Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless, but his

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

never took his eyes

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

played with his golf club, his face sporting a faint smile,

true emotions.

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

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

through her own skills. Why was she being humiliated just because she was a

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

stood tall, neither humble nor arrogant,

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

speak up, Mr. Ducler finally realized the seriousness of the situation. “President Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have treated

and the white ball flew out, hitting a nearby

knees. “President Hartley, it was my bad,

his cold gaze sweeping over Mr.

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Chapter 4

hurried to catch

height towering over her 5’6” frame. Cornelia couldn’t

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

him talk so much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of security. She

any fear when she

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

Cornelia nodded, her voice nasal, not from fear, but

someone like him to stand up and say the abuser was wrong, not her, the victim,

added, “You did a great job just

a warmth in her