Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Brooklyn was deep in thoughts.

A letter from the Powell Group and it wasn’t for him but Mirabelle?

Brooklyn picked up the letter using his finger then he looked down.

Brooklyn startled the next second.

The sender was Anna.

There weren’t many people named Anna in the Powell Group. The only Anna Brooklyn could relate was Anna Miller, his assistant, who gave him good rests.

Brooklyn had been using Mr. and Mrs. Hill’s meeting as a bargaining chip to coerce Anna into accompanying him during nap times ever since he found out that Anna, who came and applied for the assistant position, could relieve his insomnia.

Was something going on with Anna and Mirabelle? If Anna was sent by Mirabelle…

A sense of disgust appeared in Brooklyn’s eyes. He hated people who tried to control him. He would immediately stop his interest in Anna if she was sent by Mirabelle.

The caretaker became nervous when he saw Brooklyn became sulky. He was afraid to get fired by Brooklyn if he made any further movements.

Brooklyn headed into the study room without saying anything. He untied his necktie and opened the letter.

Brooklyn saw Diana’s neat and elegant handwriting.

“Dear Ms. Moss, I presumed that you received the evaluation report? If nothing goes wrong, I hope to receive your apologies in time. The reputation of a perfumer shall not be tainted. It’s okay if you don’t wish to apologise, I shall let it go, but remember this, don’t ever defame anyone before you have actual proof.”

For some reason, Brooklyn felt relief after reading the letter.

Anna wasn’t sent by Mirabelle. Brooklyn was glad to know that.

But Brooklyn frowned again when he thought about the content of the letter. Mirabelle defamed Anna?

Mirabelle was reading some luxury brands catalogues and ordering the clothes and bags she liked in her room.

Mirabelle threw out all the clothes that had Anna’s perfume on. How could she not have enough luxury outfits and bags as the future young mistress of the Powell family?

Brooklyn never stepped into Mirabelle’s room before. She threw everything in her hands away on her bed in surprise, “Brooklyn, you’re here.”

Brooklyn stared at Mirabelle coldly, “What did you defame Anna for?”

Mirabelle stunned.

Brooklyn

are you saying?

sneered. He threw the letter

pale

Anna to recreate the perfume that could help Brooklyn

hands in his pocket and glared

made didn’t fit my requirement. So I asked some other perfumer

help but wonder how much truth

“And?” Brooklyn asked.

her fists and replied sulkily,

to the Powell

raised her head. There were sparks

to

when she heard what Brooklyn was going

just got hired by the Powell Group as a newly joined perfumer. Defaming her is

the letter away

what Brooklyn meant

Group just hired Anna as

…

headed to the Powell Group after sending

direction right after she stepped out of the lift and landed on the Director office

why are you so late? Come

took down her sunglasses and blinked her eyes, “What’s

her purse, then

me why Mr. Powell wants

That would be the future Mrs. Powell. Don’t act rashly, or you might lose your job. Don’t blame

Diana smiled, “I see.”

thought it

hadn’t seen her sister for

if Mirabelle could

open the door of the Director’s office. Diana stepped into the

greeted Brooklyn, “Good morning,

away from Diana the moment Diana stepped

you look closely, Mirabelle’s pupil contracted as a result of shock,

of so many times. It scared her and kept her up

It was impossible!

Diana was dead!

asked people to throw her into