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.

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

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

immediately stepped aside, anxiously looking at

a business negotiation, she had offended a partner and might be

expect was Marcus suddenly speaking

Ducler, his face

Ducler appeared to have an epiphany and quickly apologized, “President

his eyes off Cornelia, “I really thought President Hartley was

women. Since you haven’t gotten tired of

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

true emotions.

Hartley, we’re partners,

word “plaything” was like a poisonous needle stabbing into Cornelia’s heart,

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

family? Weren’t you also born from a woman after ten months of pregnancy? Or do

stood tall, neither humble nor

the Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners like you, but

“President Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have treated your employee

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

dropping to his knees. “President Hartley, it was my bad, please forgive

gaze sweeping over

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

walked ahead of her, his 6’2” height towering over her 5’6” frame. Cornelia

ones who are wrong are those who sexually harass you, 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 is

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

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

“You’re working by my side and you represent

voice nasal,

him to stand up and say the abuser was wrong, not

did a great

warmth in her