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 around her waist. “Miss, if you

let

stepped aside, anxiously

negotiation, she had offended a

suddenly speaking up, “Mr. Ducler,

face expressionless,

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

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

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

to her immediately!” Marcus played with his golf club, his

true emotions.

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

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

her job through her own abilities and earned money through her own skills. Why was

any women in your family? Weren’t you also born from a woman after ten months of pregnancy? Or do you think you need to humiliate a

humble nor arrogant, and

the Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners like

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

white ball flew out, hitting a nearby tree trunk before flying back towards them, nearly

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

gaze sweeping over Mr. Ducler’s right hand before

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Chapter 4

to catch up. “President Hartley, thank you

her 5’6” frame.

the workplace, no matter the situation. You don’t have to suffer in silence. The entire

much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of security. She said, “Thank you, President Hartley. I know what to

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

working by my side and you represent me. You don’t need to be afraid

nasal, not from fear, but

been someone like him to stand up and say the abuser was

added, “You did a great job just

in her heart, “Thank