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.

to drive around the Seaside Street alone

and stared at the drunken

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

control in

sulky when he thought of Anna’s action to unzip

his phone and put it beside his ear,

of the private room after ten

surprised to see Anna in Brooklyn’s coat and holding onto Brooklyn’s

Mr. Powell

Ms. Miller wearing Mr.

Powell say he was going to drive around after

took a glance at Harper. He then threw his car key

then only understood Mr. Powell

Brooklyn’s sports car. He was so careful as he was afraid to cause scratches on the car. He couldn’t pay the repairing

fell asleep in Brooklyn’s

window. Diana’s eyes opened a

a

to be flirtatious yet so

her

Powell, what’s wrong with

in the car, so he tried to make

a bad mood today. He answered softly, “She was

director’s assistant, one mustn’t get drunk

an assistant drink on behalf of her boss if she can’t drink

continued asking, “Did she drink white wine? Then she can drink. Mr. Powell, you should bring her along when you have to socialize. She could help you

sneered, “She only had a

speechless. He wanted to take back

again after a few minutes of

“How’s the investigation going?”

might be as powerful as our company. Information about her past was erased perfectly. All we know now was that

years ago? Brooklyn

at Diana, then

woman from six

…

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