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?

Powell?” It

had no desire to marry into

nothing but a mother

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

lining up to buy her perfumes, Powell Group was not

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

almost fainted

meet you, I

“You investigated me?”

apartment? Nothing serious, I just wish to know

Powell threatening

I just want to tell you that I want to

up soon after and handed the phone

is it

“It’s half-past

“I guess he should

meantime, someone rang the

they didn’t have many friends. Who

door and saw a stranger man

suit with sunglasses on.

his lips and ran towards Diana’s studio, “Mommy, there’s a stranger at

apartment was tight, non-resident would

Unless…

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

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

walked to the door with her slipper, “Who is that?”

Madame Powell’s driver, I guess you spoke to Madame

her

stared at her mobile for a couple of seconds and put it back into her pocket. She crossed

Sliwell City, don’t you? Mr. Powell is having a conference call now, he has no time for you.

smiled, she wasn’t afraid of Madame Powell.

dare to do anything to her