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.

Mr. Ducler reached out and directly touched her butt, then wrapped his arm around her waist. “Miss, if you don’t know, let me teach

causing him to let go of

immediately stepped aside, anxiously

negotiation, she had offended a partner and

Marcus suddenly speaking up, “Mr. Ducler,

Mr. Ducler, his face expressionless,

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

but never took his eyes off

gotten tired of this one, I’ll wait

her immediately!” Marcus played with his golf club, his face sporting a faint

true emotions.

Hartley, we’re partners, she’s

was like a poisonous needle stabbing into Cornelia’s

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

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

neither humble nor arrogant,

Group doesn’t lack partners like you, but

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

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

to his knees. “President Hartley, it

over Mr. Ducler’s right hand

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Chapter 4

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

her 5’6” frame. Cornelia couldn’t see his expression

you, not you. Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You don’t have to suffer in silence.

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

hadn’t shown any fear

but soften his tone, “You’re working by my side and you represent me. You don’t

voice nasal, not from

stand up and say the abuser

added, “You did a great

felt a warmth in her heart,