Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Diana stayed up all night and before coming to the studio just now, she slightly touched up her foundation.

The concealer concealed the dark circles under her eyes. At this moment, Diana looked radiant while her slender legs were lazily leaning against the wall. She took out the card with the highest authority in the whole company handed to her by Brooklyn out of the pocket of her suit and waved it in front of the staff.

“Mr. Powell asked me to come and make perfume.” Diana’s red and lustrous lips slightly opened and her tone was euphemistic and coquettish, which was exactly the same as the shameless woman who seduced Mr. Powell stated in the rumour!

She flirtatiously glanced at the staff member who was staring at her in a daze and her lips curled slightly, “If you don’t believe me, why don’t you call Mr. Powell and ask him?”

The staff member was furious. This woman was really shameless. She even wanted to hook up with her who was a woman!

She would not fall for her trick!

Being an assistant, how would she know how to make perfume? There were so many first-class perfumers in the company, could it be that the perfume made by Anna was even more professional than the perfume made by professional perfumers?

“Hold on, let me make a phone call! If you dare to lie to me, don’t think that I will let you go!”

Diana shrugged her shoulders and leaned against the wall unconcernedly.

The card in her hand was tossed around and played with.

The card given to her by Brooklyn was useless, right. Even a staff member also wanted to question her.

A few minutes later, the staff member hung up the phone and made way for Diana.

Diana smiled and asked jokingly, “Have you finished the call with Mr. Powell? You finally know that I’m not lying?”

The staff member was very livid.

“Are you being sarcastic? How can I possibly speak with Mr. Powell personally!”

She rolled her eyes at Diana, “If you want to go in, quickly go in, don’t waste everyone’s time! Oh, I don’t understand Mr. Powell’s thought, is everyone able to do the job of a perfumer…Even Mirabelle is also not allowed when she wants to use the perfume studio of the company.”

The staff member murmured with a low voice.

Diana glanced at her and did not say anything. She put the card back into her pocket, stepped on high heels and left.

had not ever used the studio

top perfumer

between Mirabelle and Brooklyn was indeed not

all the people who passed by the studio smelled a refreshing aroma that was mixed with the faint fragrance

had finished their work stopped their paces and could not help but

perfume seemed to be just a trial piece but even a trial piece could already

and final product must

member did not have much knowledge on the perfume identification so when she heard all the perfumers in the company praising in this way, she was shocked inwardly, “It’s being used by Mr. Powell’s assistant, Ms.

“Ms. Miller?”

Powell and made out with

come I hear that many men in the company

At once, gossips arose.

had completed the

smell was not the same

perfume that allowed people to feel the

up the lab table and took a few of

saw a

was making the

studio just now so

filled the corridor at once. Many professional perfumers closed their eyes and

how come they did not think of using this kind of conception

ready

some with us

this is still just a trial

crowd away that surrounded her and left

of smell. He must be able to identify the good and

in, Brooklyn

a teasing tone,

and put her test

what I’ve imagined. Why don’t you smell it, Mr.

were uttered, Brooklyn’s

his chair. Looking lazy, his eyebrows raised, “You