Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Chapter 24: What Happened Last Night?

Diana knew clearly that Brooklyn was referring to the lie she had just told him on the phone.

But looking at Brooklyn who was smiling and hearing his laughing voice, she thought for a moment that Brooklyn had figured out her true identity.

Her legs trembled slightly.

Luckily, she encountered many big occasions and she quickly regained her composure. She threw her bag onto the sofa and sat properly opposite Brooklyn.

She smiled and said in a gentle voice, “Mr. Powell, you’re right. Let’s get back to the point. The purpose you asked me to come to the office so late was not just to test whether I would lie to you, right?”

Diana had regained her composure and she blinked her brooding eyes twice at Brooklyn.

“I guess the reason that you are calling me to the office is to discuss something related to Mr. and Mrs. Hill, right? Perhaps Mr. Powell has already set a time for a social gathering with Mr. and Mrs. Hill?”

Brooklyn turned serious when he heard Diana’s words.

He sized up Diana who looked frivolous in front of him with his inscrutable eyes.

“You’re very clever.” After a long silence, Brooklyn said, “But sometimes, being too clever is not a good thing. A wise man can be ruined by his own wisdom.”

Diana was scared when he heard Brooklyn’s warning tone.

Brooklyn glanced at her and picked up his coffee with his hand before taking a sip to moisten his throat.

“Mr. and Mrs. Hill will have a private meeting with me next Saturday. You will attend the meeting with me as my assistant and also my female companion.”

“Wait, Mr. Powell.” Diana realized something was wrong and asked him, “Female companion? Aren’t you bringing your fiancée?”

Although she wanted to break up Brooklyn and Mirabelle, she wasn’t stupid either. Everyone knew that Brooklyn and Mirabelle were a couple. She thought that he was trying to make her in trouble.

Diana stared at Brooklyn earnestly with her dark eyes, “Mr. Powell, just tell me openly. As your subordinate, I don’t dare to comment on your relationship with Ms. Moss. But I cannot agree to your request for me to attend the meeting with you as your female companion. I am your subordinate, your personal assistant, and the perfumer of Powell Group. Only these are the appropriate identities for me.”

Diana’s voice was loud and clear.

After finishing her words, she quietly waited for Brooklyn’s reply.

Her heart pounded very fast, and she could clearly feel that she was very nervous at the moment.

need to confront Mirabelle sooner or later. But now that she was in Sliwell, Rachel and the Smith family could not help

really accompanied Brooklyn to attend the dinner as his female companion, she would stir up a conflict between her and

you know what your words

Diana who looked nervous with his inscrutable eyes and said

I will stand by my point and I hope you can

the sofa cozily, Brooklyn rested one of his hands on the arm of

my identity as a perfumer over my identity as a woman no matter in what

an

her words, she looked at Brooklyn

guessed that Brooklyn would

Brooklyn shook his head and laughed out in

never met such a

overnight or take them home. Of course, you can

his words, he put a thin black

door card is mine and you can use it to

sure? If I’m a commercial spy sent by another company, all

trust her

had already gotten up

heard her question, he raised his eyes and looked calm, “Are you a commercial spy sent

stunned for a moment before

to the computer screen with his

Diana who

started to research the preferences of

that Powell Group was very powerful as the information collected was even more complete than what Rachel

a perfume that Mr. and Mrs. Hill will like within a

Brooklyn asked coldly.

make a perfume that

twitched slightly, “You do not have to say such

without rest for several

quarterly plan of Powell group. Then, he massaged his forehead before saying, “Harper, make a cup of coffee for

he remembered

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