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

let go of her due

Cornelia immediately stepped aside, anxiously looking at

such a business negotiation, she had offended a

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

looked at Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless,

epiphany and quickly apologized, “President Hartley,

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

in women. Since you haven’t gotten

played with his golf club, his face

true emotions.

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

was like a poisonous needle stabbing into

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

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

humble nor

the Hartley Group doesn’t lack partners like you,

situation. “President Hartley, I’m truly sorry,

ball flew out, hitting a

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

didn’t respond, his cold gaze sweeping over Mr. Ducler’s right hand before turning

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Chapter 4

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

her 5’6” frame. Cornelia couldn’t see

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

first time Cornelia had heard him talk so much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of security. She said, “Thank you,

eyes. She hadn’t shown any fear when she was being bullied just now, but now she

couldn’t help but soften his tone, “You’re working by my side

nasal, not from

when she was bullied, if there had been someone like him to stand up and say the abuser was wrong, not

added, “You did a great job just

felt a warmth in