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.

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

Cornelia immediately stepped aside, anxiously looking at

she had offended a partner and might be

Cornelia didn’t expect was Marcus suddenly speaking up,

Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless, but his eyes revealed

quickly apologized,

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

women. Since you haven’t gotten tired of this one, I’ll wait a

to her immediately!” Marcus played with his golf club, his face sporting a faint smile, making it hard to

true emotions.

Hartley, we’re partners,

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

obtained her job through her own abilities and earned money through her own skills. Why was she being humiliated just because she was

wait for Marcus to speak. She stood up for herself, “Mr. Ducler, don’t you have any women in your family? Weren’t you also

stood tall, neither humble nor arrogant, and spoke

doesn’t lack partners like you,

Hartley, I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have treated your employee like that…” He paused, “Miss Cornelia,

forcefully, and the white ball flew out, hitting a nearby

almost dropping to his knees. “President Hartley, it was my

over Mr. Ducler’s right

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Chapter 4

to catch up. “President

her 5’6” frame. Cornelia couldn’t see

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

powerful voice telling her that the harasser was wrong, not

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

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

voice nasal, not from fear,

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

a great

felt a warmth in her