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.

her butt, then wrapped his arm

to let go of her due

immediately stepped aside,

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

suddenly speaking up, “Mr. Ducler, she’s

at Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless, but his

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

Marcus but never took his eyes

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

golf club, his face sporting a faint smile, making it

true emotions.

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

stabbing into Cornelia’s

her own skills. Why was

Marcus to speak. She stood up 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 you

tall, neither humble

the Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners like you, but our company respects and

both assistants speak up, Mr. Ducler finally realized the seriousness of the situation. “President Hartley, I’m

swung the golf club forcefully, and the white ball flew out, hitting a nearby tree trunk before flying

Ducler’s legs went weak, almost dropping to his knees. “President Hartley,

sweeping over Mr. Ducler’s right hand before turning

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

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

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

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

but soften his tone, “You’re working by my side and you represent me.

nasal,

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

added, “You did a great job

a warmth in her heart, “Thank