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 joke to Diana.

Mirabelle, she had no desire to marry into the Powell

was nothing but a mother of her superior, an ordinary elderly.

were in the same position, if Brooklyn fired her under Madame Powell’s pressure, it was only the Powell Group that would experience loss.

companies were lining up to buy her

my superior’s mother, not my mother! We are all human, none is above the other. Madame Powell,

almost fainted out

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

turned serious, “You

children in an apartment? Nothing serious, I just wish to

Madame Powell

anyone, I just want to tell you that I want

up soon after and handed the phone

is it now?” She

housekeeper replied, “It’s

“I guess he should be there already.”

rang the bell at Diana’s

City, they didn’t have many friends.

the door and saw a stranger man

wore a black suit with sunglasses on.

lips and ran towards Diana’s studio, “Mommy, there’s a stranger at the door.”

was tight, non-resident would not pass through

Unless…

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

still 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,

to the door with her slipper,

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

told her

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

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 not to provoke the most

afraid

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