Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Chapter 32: Did You Want Me to Carry You?

Diana waddled. She almost fell.

“Ouch,” Diana held on to the wall, covered her eyes with her hands and burped.

“Mr. Powell, what are you saying?” Diana sounded flirtatious, and she didn’t even notice.

Why was it warm in here?

Diana wanted to take off her clothes, but she noticed she wasn’t wearing a suit like she usually dressed. The outfit she wore didn’t even have a collar. She couldn’t take her clothes off herself.

Diana blinked her eyes and felt sad. Her bright eyes covered in tears.

Diana was struggling on how to take off her clothes so that she could felt less warm, while she answered Brooklyn’s question, “Hillvie is good…Burp…But I have to go overseas. I… I shave something to do in Sliwell City. I have to get it done… How to take these off?”

Diana finally found the zipper on her waist.

“Got it!”

Diana then tried to unzipped herself.

Brooklyn was getting sulkier every second.

Anna can’t drink?

Did she get drunk so easy?

Brooklyn took off his coat and threw it onto Diana’s head.

Diana’s dressed way halfway unzipped, and she got blinded with a black coat.

“What’s going on? Is there a power failure?”

Brooklyn felt speechless.

Brooklyn frowned. The next second, Diana heard his cold voice, “You don’t mind people looking at your naked body, but I do mind people gossiping about my assistant’s pet peeves. Put the coat on till you get home.”

Brooklyn controlled his anger. Luckily he didn’t pick Diana up and threw her into the car.

around the Seaside Street alone

at

Anna wasn’t drunk, Brooklyn wouldn’t have to worry about her. But Anna was drunk. Who knew what was going to happen if he

control in the

couldn’t help but get sulky when he thought of Anna’s action to

put it beside his ear, “Come to

the private room

Anna in Brooklyn’s coat

Was this Mr. Powell and Ms.

was Ms. Miller wearing

Powell say he was going to drive around after dinner? Why

Harper. He then threw his car key to

then only understood Mr. Powell

careful as he was afraid to cause scratches on the car.

fell asleep in Brooklyn’s coat

through the car window. Diana’s eyes opened a

took a

be flirtatious yet so easily

her

Powell, what’s wrong with Ms.

the car, so he tried to

a bad mood today. He

surprised. As the director’s assistant, one mustn’t get drunk so easily, especially the

drink on behalf of her boss if

wine? Then she can drink. Mr. Powell, you should bring her

sneered, “She only had a few

wanted to take back

again after a few minutes

“How’s the investigation going?”

“Mr. Powell, the person behind Anna… might be as powerful as our company. Information about her past was erased perfectly. All

ago?

Diana, then shook his

can’t be that woman

…

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