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.

him to let go of her due to the

free, Cornelia immediately stepped aside, anxiously looking at

business negotiation, she had offended a partner and might be

expect was Marcus suddenly speaking

face expressionless, but his eyes revealed his

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

speaking to Marcus but never took his eyes off Cornelia, “I really thought President Hartley was like the

Since you haven’t gotten tired of this one, I’ll

Marcus played with his golf club, his face sporting a faint smile, making it hard to read

true emotions.

laughed, “President Hartley, we’re partners,

needle stabbing into

her own skills. Why was she being humiliated just because she was

for herself, “Mr. Ducler, don’t you have any women in your family? Weren’t you also born from a

neither humble nor arrogant,

partners like you, but our company respects and cares for every

the situation. “President Hartley, I’m

a nearby tree trunk

knees. “President

sweeping over

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to catch up.

frame. Cornelia couldn’t see his expression but heard his deep and powerful

are those who sexually harass you, not you. Stand up against bullying in the workplace, no matter the situation. You don’t have

him talk so much. His deep, powerful voice telling her that the harasser was wrong, not her, giving her a sense of security. She

her reddened eyes. She hadn’t shown any fear when she was being

soften his tone, “You’re working by my side and you

nodded, her voice nasal, not from

was bullied, if there had been someone like him to stand up and say the abuser was wrong, not her, the victim, she wouldn’t have ended up homeless and with

did a great

warmth in

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