Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

The Powell Villa was located in the old wealthy area of Sliwell City.

It was old because there were many ancient buildings around. The villa around was sold at a sky-high price, CEO of small corporations or celebrities were not even qualified to get a unit here.

Powell Villa was a villa with over a hundred years of history.

The setting was vintage, even the plants in the garden were like antics!

Diana had seen many villas or manors overseas, but there were not much that could be compared to the Powell Villa.

She was amazed for a moment but managed to remain calm and walked straight into the house.

The interior design was grand and modern, it was the complete opposite with the nostalgic garden.

A maid came to receive them with a gentle voice, “Ms. Miller, Madame is waiting for you at the hall.”

They arrived at the living hall after passing through a few hallways.

There was a western-style chandelier in the modern designed living hall.

Madame Powell wore an exquisite handmade cheongsam with Su embroidery. She leaned on the sofa and raised her eyes when she saw Diana approaching.

She scanned Diana bottom top and top-bottom from her face to her feet and back to her face.

Her sights fell onto her lips eventually, sighed and mocked inwardly. No wonder why she could enter her son’s office, she was prettier than Mirabelle, and it was such as shame that she was nothing but a gold digger.

The Powell family didn’t need a beautiful vase, but a woman with a gentle and generous heart plus a strong and wealthy family background.

stood in front of

antique ceramic cup and sipped her black tea. “So, you are Anna? You look ordinary.

many gossips. Only recently I’ve seen a few where it was all about young celebrities becoming mistress

maid at the side smiled sarcastically hearing Madame

towards the couch

usually behaves this way, with no manners and wanted to

pay back

didn’t put on red lipstick today, but she looked

and clapped her hands

looked at Madame Powell sarcastically and uttered, “Madame Powell, you are such an antique. It’s a modern world now, yet you are still tied

one dared to speak to Madame Powell this way.

treated her with respect, and her hands trembled to hear what Diana said.

smiley face and sat elegantly opposite Madame

her purse on the couch.

not a huge brand, but Madame Powell could easily notice that

bow or kneel to Mr. Powell at the office, not to mention you. While the reason why

said calmly

to humiliate

No way!

Honestly speaking, I’m not flattering myself, with a face like mine, I don’t need to be a mistress but keep a toyboy

Madame Powell was speechless.

such a shameless

long as I object, he will never marry you, wake up from your dream, you

was nothing

and not