Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Chapter 37: Helen of Troy

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?

It was

she had no desire to marry into

nothing but a mother of her

Madame Powell’s pressure,

buy her perfumes,

lipstick on moved. “You are my superior’s mother, not my mother! We are all human, none is above the other. Madame Powell, please

Powell almost fainted out of

“I want to meet you, I will send someone to fetch you later.”

serious, “You investigated

investigate you. I learned that you are living 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 part of the shares of the school your children are attending. You

Powell threatening

anyone, I just want to tell you that

up soon after and handed the phone

time is it now?”

“It’s half-past

guess he should be there

someone rang the bell at

City, they didn’t have many friends. Who would come to visit during

and saw a stranger man through

suit with sunglasses

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

tight, non-resident would not

Unless…

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

hand, she patted on Austin’s head, “Go play

walked to the door with her slipper, “Who is

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

told her

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

is having a conference call now, he has no

she wasn’t afraid of Madame Powell.

anything to her despite disliking her to

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