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?”

conversation when he handed a document to the office before. Ms. Moss looked furious! It must be

her if she wasn’t Mr. Powell’s assistant. Furthermore, she helped out in the collaboration between Hillvie and

kept filling Mirabelle’s

and turned

Do you dare to

but

the Powell

careful during

her even before she left

Moss.

staff immediately apologized

to

Mirabelle sneered, “Pathetic fence-sitter.”

knocked on the marble floor as she stepped out of

open, “Ms. Moss, are we going back to Mr. Powell house

looking good. Did she fight with

me back to the Moss Mansion,” Mirabelle

Moss Mansion looked luxurious

she stepped into the

waved her hand,

caretaker said, “Do you need me to wake

I’m home. I have something to discuss with

terms of strategic planning. Since Anna was already a threat that couldn’t be

uneasy

different

that Anna was capable of taking Brooklyn away from

her

then smiled slyly, “Mirabelle, this is easy-peasy. Call up Brooklyn’s mother later. Greet her and tell

immediately understood what Jessica was up to.

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