Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Chapter 37: Helen of Troy

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?

Powell?” It

Mirabelle, she had no desire to marry into the Powell family.

was nothing but a mother of

under Madame Powell’s

her perfumes, Powell Group

without any lipstick on moved. “You are my superior’s mother, not my mother! We are all human, none

Powell almost fainted

and said elegantly, “I want to meet you, I will send someone to fetch you later.”

“You investigated

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

Madame Powell threatening

threatened anyone, I just want to tell you that I want

hung up soon after and handed the phone to

it

“It’s half-past three, Madame.”

he should be there

meantime, someone rang the bell at Diana’s

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

went to the door and saw a stranger man

suit with sunglasses

ran towards Diana’s studio, “Mommy,

high-end apartment was tight, non-resident would not pass through

Unless…

person who wanted to enter was from high authority that the security had

had 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 be my colleague.”

to the door with her slipper, “Who is

politely, “Ms. Anna, I’m Madame Powell’s driver, I guess you spoke to Madame

her straight.

into her pocket. She crossed her arms and asked, “What if

you? Mr. Powell is having a conference call now, he has no time for you. I believe you are smart enough not

afraid of Madame

dare to do anything to her despite disliking her to the core.

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