Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Chapter 35: Killed Without Spilling Blood

Harper thought, if he told Anna about it, Anna might revenge even if she knew Mirabelle was Brooklyn’s fiancé.

For some reason, Harper always thought Anna was the kind of person that believed in “an eye for an eye”. If anyone harmed Anna, Anna would definitely take revenge.

Brooklyn massaged his forehead with his finger. He then slowly said, “I’ll give you a half-day leave. Repurchase everything broken and place them back onto Anna’s desk.”

“The fee…”

Brooklyn took a glance at Harper, “I’ll pay for them.”

Harper felt relieved.

He then patiently went through everything broken.

Harper was startled when he checked the price of the broken items. Initially, he thought Anna was from an ordinary well-off family. After all, Anna bought a unit in a luxurious apartment, and she was driving a sports car. But he never expected to see an ordinary glass Anna used to drink water was a limited edition from France.

Harper looked up the price on the internet. The glass cost almost five digits.

Harper almost fell to the ground.

Why did Mirabelle have to throw Anna’s stuff? Harper felt the pain to repurchase those items even if he wasn’t paying with his own money.

Harper made a list. Other than a broken perfume, he got everything on the list. That bottle of perfume might be a creation from Anna. All the money in the world couldn’t pay for Anna’s latest inspiration.

It seemed like he had to tell Anna what happened.

…

Mirabelle stomped out of Brooklyn’s office in heels. Everyone she passed by look at her curiously.

“Did you heard? Ms. Moss had a big fight with Mr. Powell in his office.”

“How did you know?”

to the office before. Ms. Moss

there would be many people going after her if she wasn’t Mr. Powell’s assistant. Furthermore, she helped out in the collaboration between Hillvie and the Powell

kept filling Mirabelle’s

and

you dare to repeat what you said in front

but

Powell Group saw her

usual careful

about her even before

no, Ms. Moss. We didn’t

staff immediately apologized to

didn’t want to offend Mirabelle

Mirabelle sneered, “Pathetic fence-sitter.”

floor as she

open, “Ms. Moss, are we

Did she fight with

Moss Mansion,” Mirabelle threw her bag onto the car

Moss Mansion looked luxurious

Mirabelle home as soon as she stepped into the garden, “Welcome home,

hand,

Moss just took a nap,” the caretaker said, “Do you need me

“Tell my mother I’m home. I have something to discuss

of strategic planning. Since Anna was already a threat that couldn’t be resolved easily, Mirabelle needed to discuss with her mother

uneasy

a feeling that Anna was different to all the women Brooklyn encountered

Anna was capable

waved her

comfortable couch, then smiled slyly, “Mirabelle, this is easy-peasy. Call up Brooklyn’s mother

was up to. After all, Jessica

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