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.

then wrapped his arm around her waist. “Miss, if you don’t know, let

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

Cornelia immediately stepped aside, anxiously

business negotiation, she had offended a

didn’t expect was Marcus suddenly speaking up, “Mr. Ducler,

face expressionless, but his

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

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

gotten tired of this one, I’ll wait

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

true emotions.

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

a poisonous needle stabbing

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

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 think you need to humiliate a woman to prove

stood tall, neither humble nor arrogant,

partners like you, but our company respects and cares

seriousness of the situation. “President Hartley, I’m

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

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

cold gaze sweeping over Mr. Ducler’s

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

his 6’2” height towering over her 5’6” frame. Cornelia couldn’t see his expression but heard his

in the

had heard him talk so much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was

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

side and you represent me. You don’t need to be

her voice nasal,

say the abuser was wrong, not her, the victim, she wouldn’t have ended up homeless and with a bad

did a great job

a warmth in her heart,