Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

All men were the same, even those handsome ones!

If Brooklyn really dared to ask her to sleep with him, she would immediately leave this company. She had dozens more way to revenge Mirabelle even without Brooklyn.

Diana’s red lips evoked a sneer smile. She didn’t expect that her baby’s father was no different from those men outside, and he was also a lusted person.

Brooklyn raised his eyebrows and leaned back, his upper body sinking comfortably into the comfortable work chair.

He lazily looked at the woman in front of him, she wore a sexy and attractive make up, tall figured and had delicate curves.

When they first met, she was flirtatious and took the initiative to kiss him, as if she was trying to tell him that she was trying to seduce him.

But now, Diana’s sleepy eyes shone a wave of anger, and her white and tender cheeks were blushed in redness.

It was not because of shyness, but because of anger.

Interesting.

Brooklyn moved his thin lips and said, “Harper is right, my assistant really doesn’t need to accompany me to sleep.”

“Then why are you requesting me to rest with you?” Diana crossed her arms in front of her chest and thought that he meant something other than just resting together. She was not a three-year-old kid.

Brooklyn knew that she had misunderstood his words, but it was fun to tease her.

He pressed the remote control, the closed door in the office opened automatically, inside was a luxuriously decorated bedroom. There was a spacious and comfortable king size bed, transparent glass wine cabinet, a sofa, a closet, and everything a person needed. From the first glance, she knew he had been playing around with women during the usual days.

“Mr. Powell, I didn’t know that you, the person who made the Powell Group into the leading enterprise in China, are like every other man. I never thought that you’ll want to sleep with your female subordinates.”

Brooklyn raised his eyelids and looked at her from the top to the bottom.

A few seconds later, he got up and walked lazily to her front, “I’ll sleep on the bed, and you sleep on the sofa.”

Diana opened her eyes slightly, and she looked at the man who was looking at her from above in surprise.

and she

kind of

on the bed and you, on the sofa.

and walked towards the bedroom, leaving the dumbfounded Diana staring at his

her senses, she went into the bedroom

dressing stool, on which rests the suit and tie that Brooklyn

the sofa, which had some distance from the bed, placed a delicate soft

the same size as a double bed, so it was enough for two

rest was merely just sleeping and

strange, it did not cause her any

she did not rest well last night. It would be a

took off her high heels, lay on

closed her eyes, she felt sleepy instantly, and soon enough, she

bed, opened his eyes and looked toward the

an obedient and tame

This was very rare for a guy like him, who seldom show his gentle

well because of the high intensity of his work. But now, he felt sleepy all of

second time, it might be a coincidence. So today, he would let her to rest with him to see if it was really

the room was filled with the mysterious and gentle fragrance of Diana’s

asleep with that scent swirling around him.

thought in his mind, which was, he would keep this interesting woman by his side, no

didn’t know how long she had slept, and when she woke up, the sky outside the

she been sleeping until

the spacious bed and found that there was no sign of

changed into high heels, hurriedly organized her clothes that had become a bit messy because of resting and pushed open

bumped into Harper who was reporting

as if he saw a ghost in front

out of

Powell would never bring a woman into this room; even Miss Mirabelle didn’t have the opportunity to do