Chapter 14 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• [Comelia looked so innocent, but turned out her private life was such a mess.] (Who knew how many people she’d been with, maybe she did something to get transferred to the HQ] JA CEO’s assistant was supposed to represent our company’s image, we can’t keep someone like her] This scene was just like the one from a few years back. It’s easy for these people to ruin a hardworking, somewhat pretty gir , just making up stories about her being promiscuous, humiliating her, and then everyone will blame her. Vaguely, Cornelia felt like she was being cornered in her home again.
• Some people pulled her hair, hitting her while doing it. Others pointed at her nose, constantly cursing her “You’re so young and you’re doing such shameless things.” “Let her go, let her go far away, never come back She kept trying to explain, but no one believed her. They only wanted to believe what they had already decided. “Cornelia, is this true?” Ben’s voice pulled Cornelia out of her unbearable memories. He had only worked with Cornelia for a little over a month, and he wasn’t too familiar with her. He remained neutral about today’s events. Ben didn’t just read those messages and assume she was a promiscuous woman like the others. He came to ask her, and Comelia was already grateful for that. Cornelia forced a smile, “Has President Hartley arrived?” Ben, “He just got here.” Cornelia took her laptop with her cold hands and went to Marcus’s office.
• He stood by the floor–to–ceiling window, smoking with his back to the office door. Cornelia couldn’t see his expression, only his tall and straight silhouette. She gently placed her laptop on his desk, “President Hartley, someone in the company is spreading rumors about my private life, and 1 need to take two minutes of your time to explain.” Marcus replied without turning his head, “I’m not interested in your private life, but if there’s a chance it will affect the company’s image, then I’m sorry, we can’t keep you.” Cornelia felt like she had fallen into an ice cave because of his words, “President Hartley, please let me explain before… Before she could finish, Marcus coldly interrupted, “You say it’s a rumor, then provide evidence to prove it. Пl give you two hours to handle it, or how can I trust your ability?” That was all Cornelia wanted to hear, “Thank you, President Hartley!” Marcus had hit the nail on the head. If she couldn’t master her own affairs, how could she merit the position of the CEO’s assistant?