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?

responded, Madame Powell?” It was a

desire to marry into

mother of her superior, an ordinary

Powell’s pressure,

were lining up to buy her perfumes, Powell Group was not the

“You are my superior’s mother, not my mother! We are all human,

Powell almost fainted

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

“You investigated me?”

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

Madame Powell threatening

I just want to tell you

after and handed the phone to the

it

replied, “It’s half-past

“I guess he should be there already.”

rang the bell at

didn’t have many friends. Who would come to visit during Mommy’s

the door and saw a

wore a black suit with sunglasses

towards Diana’s studio, “Mommy, there’s

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

Unless…

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

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

with her

Madame Powell’s driver, I guess you

her straight.

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

in Sliwell City, don’t you? Mr. Powell is having a conference call now, he

she wasn’t afraid of

to do anything to her despite