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?

I responded, Madame Powell?” It

she had no desire to marry into the

Powell was nothing but a mother of her

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

to buy her

mother! We are

almost fainted

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

turned serious, “You

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

Madame Powell

to tell

after and

time is it

housekeeper replied, “It’s half-past three, Madame.”

nodded, “I guess he should be there

the meantime, someone rang the bell

didn’t have many friends. Who would

a stranger

a black suit with

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

was tight,

Unless…

enter was from high authority that

her mobile in her hand, she patted on Austin’s head, “Go play with your sister, I’ll have a look, don’t worry, it

to the door with

I’m Madame Powell’s

her

a couple of seconds and put it back into her pocket. She crossed her arms and asked, “What if I

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

smiled, she wasn’t afraid of Madame

to her despite