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.

was to drive around the Seaside Street alone after dinner

eyes and stared at

have to worry about her. But Anna was drunk. Who knew what

might lose control

he thought of

and put it

the private room after

was surprised to see Anna in Brooklyn’s coat

Mr. Powell

Miller wearing Mr.

he was going to drive around after dinner? Why did he call

a glance at Harper. He then threw his car

then only understood Mr. Powell

he was afraid to cause scratches on the car. He couldn’t

asleep in Brooklyn’s coat

car window. Diana’s eyes opened a little, then closed immediately, and

took a glance at

to be flirtatious yet so easily

woman like her

what’s wrong

in the car, so

bad mood today. He answered softly, “She was

Drunk?” Harper was surprised. As the director’s assistant, one

on behalf of her boss if

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

had a few red

speechless. He wanted to

after a

“How’s the investigation going?”

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

years ago?

stared at Diana,

woman

…

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