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?

should I responded, Madame Powell?” It was a

had no desire to marry

was nothing but a mother of her superior, an

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

up to buy her perfumes, Powell

not my mother! We are all

fainted out of

and said elegantly, “I want to meet you, I will send

turned serious, “You

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 the shares of the school

Powell threatening

just want to tell you

and handed the phone to the housekeeper.

it now?”

housekeeper replied, “It’s

“I guess he should be

the bell

many friends. Who

a stranger man through the

suit with

pouted his lips and ran towards Diana’s studio, “Mommy, there’s

in the high-end apartment was tight, non-resident

Unless…

authority that the security had to let him pass.

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

the door with her

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

told her

for a couple of seconds and put it back into her pocket. She crossed her arms

don’t put me in a difficult situation. You don’t have many friends in Sliwell City, don’t you? Mr. Powell is having a conference call now, he has no time for you. I believe you are smart enough

she wasn’t afraid of Madame

wouldn’t dare to do anything to her despite disliking