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

squinted his eyes and stared at the

was drunk.

control in the

sulky when he thought of Anna’s action to unzip herself when

took out his phone and put it beside

appeared in front of the

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

this Mr. Powell and Ms.

Miller

going to drive around

at Harper. He then threw his car key to Harper,

only understood Mr. Powell wanted him to

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

asleep in Brooklyn’s

moonlight shined through the car window. Diana’s eyes opened a little, then closed immediately, and

took a glance

flirtatious

woman like her

Powell, what’s wrong with

car, so he tried to

mood today. He answered softly,

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

of her boss if she

you should bring her along

sneered, “She only had a few

speechless. He wanted to take back his

again after

“How’s the investigation going?”

about her past was erased perfectly. All we know

years ago? Brooklyn

at Diana,

that woman from six years

…

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