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?

Madame Powell?” It was a

to marry into the Powell

a mother of her superior, an

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

companies were lining up to buy her perfumes, Powell Group was

my superior’s mother, not my mother! We are all human, none is above the other. Madame Powell, please do tell me why did

Powell almost fainted out of anger.

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

turned serious, “You investigated me?”

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

Powell threatening

to tell you that I

Powell hung up soon after and handed the

is it

“It’s half-past three, Madame.”

he should be there already.”

meantime, someone rang the bell at Diana’s apartment.

they didn’t have many friends. Who would come to

and saw a

a black suit with sunglasses

lips and ran towards Diana’s studio,

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

Unless…

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

Austin’s head, “Go play with your sister, I’ll have a look,

door with her slipper, “Who is

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

her

at her mobile for a couple of seconds and put it back into her pocket. She crossed her arms and asked, “What

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 not to

wasn’t afraid of Madame Powell.

to do anything to her despite disliking her to