Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

In a presidential suite of the largest international hotel in Sliwell City..

Sunlight was shining on the huge bed through the curtain.

There was a vague appearance of a beautiful figure. The red mark near her collarbone was exceptionally conspicuous on her pale skin.

Diana Moss rubbed her eyes with a tiresome look and slightly moved her body. She realized every part of her body was aching terribly, especially her lower body part.

The pain was inexplicable. She frowned with a pale face.

What is this place?

After exhaling, she realized that was not her room.

What had happened last night?

She shook her head and realized her memory became very blur.

She instantly turned her head and her eyes fell onto the man beside her.

This man…

Their clothes were still scattered on the floor and the fox mask she had been wearing was dropped at the side too.

She could only pick some clothes that were considered complete from the pile of torn clothes and put them on her.

Before she could understand what had happened, a series of door knocking sound was suddenly heard.

instinctively picked the mask on the

great force and a bunch

the bed, and the one leading

it a coincidence that you show up here? Or is there any problem with the Moss’s that requires you to reach an unspeakable agreement with

and she

was Mirabelle Moss who brought her to the masquerade ball last night. It was also her who prepared

that time because her younger sister had

she suddenly allow her to join

And the champagne yesterday…

shrunk and she immediately realized it

“I didn’t!”

let out a cunning smile and did not try to conceal the disgust in his eyes at

Moss. Take that mask down. You’re the mistress of the Moss’s family,

felt her head throbbing and her expression changed when she heard the journalist’s

sister who set everything up, or else it would not

face under the mask, she would be

thought that her younger sister who used to behave

covering the

over Diana’s face. She pushed the people away in her blanket and

The crowd quickly followed.

the back of her neck

the man rumbled, “Miss, what

me. That guy was drugged, but he’s actually saved by her. Finish her, I don’t