Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Chapter 17: There’s No Need to Pretend in Front of Me, Anna

When Mirabelle heard his words, her face was as white as sheet. She looked so pale, as if she were going to be frozen to death.

She forgot that even though she had claimed herself to be Brooklyn’s fiancée, she was still a perfumer of the Moss Group before she officially married him!

Brooklyn’s words revealed her true identity as a competitor of the Powell Group.

Mirabelle was so shocked that she could no longer stand firmly. She felt so shaky that even a touch could make her fall to the ground.

Not only Mirabelle, but Diana and Harper were shocked too.

It seemed that the relationship between Brooklyn and Mirabelle was worse than she had ever imagined. Then, Diana stopped staring at Mirabelle and turned to Brooklyn.

“Mr. Powell, since Ms. Moss has apologized, there’s none of my business here. So, I will go back and do my own work first. I will come back when you have other instructions.”

Diana’s initial intention had been achieved by letting Mirabelle apologize to her.

Originally, she thought that the both of them were very close. She even planned to start attacking their relationship in order to revenge Mirabelle.

But now, it seemed that the relationship between Brooklyn and Mirabelle was not that close and harmonious in the first place.

Marriage between the wealthy families was normally for the sake of business cooperation. Today, it was clear that Brooklyn did not take Mirabelle as his own family member when he treated her like that.

“Stop.” Brooklyn spoke coldly, “Who told you to leave?”

She deliberately chose to let the letter reached the villa at the same time when he returned to the villa, so that he could read the contents of the letter. Now that her intention had achieved, she was still trying to slip away now.

Diana’s feet, which were ready to leave, paused and turned around. She kept a smile on her face.

“Mr. Powell, do you have any additional request?”

Brooklyn did not answer her immediately, but repeated his words, “Harper, ask the driver to send Ms. Moss back.”

“Okay, Mr. Powell.” Harper turned and smiled apologetically at Mirabelle, “Ms. Moss, please cooperate.”

a gentle and generous daughter of

could she not

Mirabelle passed by Diana, she sniffed

Mirabelle stopped and stared at Diana

you?” Diana gave her a bright smile, “If you want to make perfume for you again, you are welcome to find me as long as you state your requirements and

coldly. She would be a fool if she sought for Anna’s help to

wasted. In addition, her action had provoked Brooklyn to dislike her even more.

office. The two looked at each

She acted like a bad woman trying to seduce her own boss, “Your relationship with Ms. Moss is not as cordial as the rumors, right? Almost

sat there quietly and watched

avoided her question, “You purposely send to letter when I return to the villa, because you know that Mirabelle will not apologize to

sounded like a stream of water, flowing through

his outstanding handsome

talking about? I can’t really understand.” Diana blinked her big eyes twice, looking as

body and seductive makeup, but she owned an innocent and flawless

did not know how attractive she was when she showed that innocent look in front

The corners of his lips tugged a little and he leaned

inquisitive gaze fell on her, trying to see her thoroughly, “If you’re a smart woman, you shouldn’t continue

same as how he was in the past, which was the cold and apathic

sensed a hint of warning from

Hence, Diana would not dare to continue

stood up straight. Her red lips opened and closed as she

to pay the price for having me to play with

secretly in her heart, “What’s the price?” She couldn’t help to feel nervous

it be the common game he liked, letting a woman

that he would not act like other men, whose mind was filled with

work in

not figure out why he gave such an unbelievable condition, even Harper, who had been working with Brooklyn for many years, could not

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