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.

the mask on the floor up and wore it.

with great force and a bunch of people rushed in.

they were still on the bed, and the one leading was the journalist

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

mind blew and

the masquerade ball last night. It was also her who

her younger sister had been forbidding her to go outside back then.

her to

And the champagne yesterday…

immediately realized it was a

“I didn’t!”

journalist let out a cunning smile and did not try to conceal

of the Moss’s family,

her head throbbing and her expression changed when she heard the journalist’s words. “What

it must be her younger sister who set everything up, or else it would not be such

they had taken a picture of her face under the mask, she would be ruined.

her younger sister who used to behave

were going to take off the blanket that was covering the man. They wanted to see who on earth was having sex with

face. She pushed the people away in her

The crowd quickly followed.

just reached the corner, the back of her neck

on the floor, the man rumbled, “Miss,

snorted. “She’s of no more use to me. That guy was drugged, but he’s actually saved by her. Finish her,