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

and stared at the

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

lose control

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

phone and put it beside his ear, “Come to

in front of the private room after ten

in Brooklyn’s coat and

this Mr.

why was Ms. Miller

around after dinner? Why did he

a glance at Harper. He then threw his

then only understood Mr. Powell wanted him to

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

in Brooklyn’s coat after entering

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

a glance at

flirtatious yet so easily

woman like her couldn’t even

what’s wrong

the car,

mood today. He answered softly, “She was

assistant, one mustn’t get drunk so easily,

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

you should bring her along when you have to socialize. She could

only had a few

wanted to

again after a few minutes of

“How’s the investigation going?”

as our company. Information about her past was erased perfectly. All we know now was that she appeared

years ago? Brooklyn

Diana,

that woman from six

…

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