Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Since Madame Powell was able to investigate Diana’s background, it was not difficult to get her mobile number.

Diana was busy at the studio when Madame Powell called.

She frowned seeing an unknown number on display.

“Hello, may I know who are you?”

An elegant and serious tone was heard after few seconds of silence.

“Are you Anna?”

The other party spoke coldly.

All women from wealthy family liked using this tone, her mother was no different. Though she didn’t have much of memories, that woman spoke with this tone too.

Diana smiled mockingly and replied, “Yes, I am Anna, may I know who is speaking?”

The other end let out a cold groan and introduced herself. “I’m Brooklyn Powell’s mother.”

This put a smile on Diana’s face.

So, she wanted to show her some colors?

Brooklyn’s mother called because she learned that she was sharing an office with Brooklyn.

It was not Brooklyn that told his mother, it must be Mirabelle then.

Diana answered lightly with an “Oh” and continued, “So it’s Mr. Powell’s mother. How are you? May I know the reason you called?”

Madame Powell leaned on the sofa leisurely and raised her eyebrow.

This lady didn’t even sound scared.

“You know who am I but gave a response like this?

It was a joke

she had no desire to marry into the

Powell was nothing but a mother of her superior, an ordinary

position, if Brooklyn fired her under Madame Powell’s pressure, it was only the Powell

to buy her

not my mother! We are all human, none is above the other. Madame Powell, please do tell me why did you call.”

Powell almost fainted out of

calmed herself down and said elegantly, “I want to meet you, I will send someone to fetch you

serious, “You

smiled. “You are my son’s assistant, of course, I need to investigate you. I learned that you are living with your two children in an apartment? Nothing serious, I just wish to know a little about you. Perhaps I should tell you that the Powell Group owns part of

Powell

just want to tell you that I want

and handed the phone to

it

housekeeper replied, “It’s

he should be there already.”

the bell at Diana’s

moved to Sliwell City, they didn’t have many friends. Who would come

door and saw a stranger man through

wore a black suit with sunglasses

his lips and ran towards Diana’s studio,

apartment was tight, non-resident would not pass through easily.

Unless…

who wanted to enter was from high authority that the security had to let him pass.

her mobile in her hand, she patted on Austin’s head, “Go play with your sister, I’ll have a look, don’t worry, it should

door with her slipper, “Who is

I’m Madame Powell’s driver, I guess

her straight.

of seconds and put it back into her pocket.

a conference call now, he has no

she wasn’t afraid of Madame Powell.

to her despite disliking her to the