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

“Brooklyn, what are you saying? I don’t

sneered. He threw the letter onto the

face turned pale after

Anna to recreate the perfume that could help Brooklyn

hands in his pocket

So I asked some other perfumer in Sliwell City to run an evaluation

again. He can’t help but wonder how much truth was there in Mirabelle’s

“And?” Brooklyn asked.

and replied sulkily, “There’s nothing wrong with

Go to the Powell Group

her head. There were sparks in

go to the Powell Group with him

sank when she heard

Powell Group as a newly joined perfumer.

the letter away and left

what Brooklyn meant after

Group just hired Anna as

…

Powell Group after sending Emily and

after she stepped out of the lift and landed on the

you so

her sunglasses and blinked her eyes, “What’s the rush?

her sunglasses into her purse, then followed Harper to

you haven’t told me why Mr. Powell

you see other people in the office. That would be the future Mrs. Powell. Don’t act rashly, or you might lose

Diana smiled, “I see.”

Diana thought it

Diana hadn’t seen her sister

Mirabelle could

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

greeted Brooklyn, “Good morning,

Diana the moment Diana stepped into the room and walked

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

familiar face Mirabelle dreamt of so many

It was impossible!

Diana was dead!

asked people to throw her