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.

wrapped his arm around her waist. “Miss, if you don’t know, let me

hard on Mr. Ducler’s foot, causing him to let go of her due to the pain and glare at her

free, Cornelia immediately stepped

business negotiation, she had offended a partner and might be

expect was Marcus suddenly speaking up,

Ducler, his face expressionless, but his eyes

to have an epiphany and quickly

speaking to Marcus but never took his eyes off Cornelia, “I really thought President Hartley was

interested in women. Since you haven’t gotten

with his golf club, his

true emotions.

“President Hartley, we’re partners, she’s just

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

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

don’t you have any women in your family? Weren’t you also born from a woman after ten months of pregnancy? Or

neither humble nor

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

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

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 was my bad, please forgive

didn’t respond, his cold gaze sweeping over

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

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

Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You

talk so much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving her

eyes. She hadn’t shown any fear when

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

nasal, not from

then when she was bullied, if there had been someone like him to stand up and say the abuser was wrong,

“You did a great job

warmth in her heart,