Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Chapter 40: It Was Only Blame

Diana nodded in sorrow, “Mr. Gibson, I’ll go touch up.”

Harper agreed. A gorgeous lady should take care of her look at all times.

“Go on, there is something I need to report to Mr. Powell.”

Diana gave a thankful smile.

Harper watched Diana’s back, he thought for a while and walked towards Brooklyn’s office.

He knocked on the door lightly and entered the office after hearing a reply from his boss.

“Mr. Powell, your itineraries are well arranged.” Harper handed the schedules to the man behind the desk politely.

A long arm reached for the documents, swept a glance and put it aside.

Brooklyn then looked at Harper and frowned, “Anything else?”

Harper hesitated for a few minutes and told Brooklyn what he heard.

“Mr. Powell, I think Madame Powell gave Ms. Miller some hard times.”

Harper saw Brooklyn’s handsome face stiffened, he couldn’t help but swallowed his saliva.

Despite knowing that they were not closed but they were mother and son, but he was explaining on behalf of Ms. Miller, it sounded like he was trying to intersperse their relationship.

Brooklyn’s sights turned dark, he went into deep thoughts.

He then looked up and stared at Harper sharply.

“Why did she call Anna? Why didn’t I know?”

He said emotionlessly.

A woman that had never cared about him now wanted to intervene when a female appeared beside him?

Brooklyn smiled mockingly.

remember, his

call him if it

was her urging him to marry

he started to tap his fingers on the side of the desk. “When did she meet Anna? Anna told you?”

happened in the

for a little. She thought you were the one telling Madame Powell and had Madame invited

while and didn’t

want?” Brooklyn

and said loudly, “Madame Powell

remained silent for a few second and suddenly a smile

Seduce?

Anna seduced him?

not to mention seduce, that could even be her first kiss.

pretended to be mature but completely naïve

and the memory of Anna’s angry face, when she forced

ears, like a

of huge, bright

lips with thick red

colors on her lips were eaten by him and

one want to kiss

turned deeper.

Mr. Powell, why was he smiling?

attempted to seduce him?

the recruitment session. Even Ms. Moss was afraid to flirt with Mr. Powell the way Ms. Miller flirted with him. She flirted

else did she

sobbing… sigh, Ms. Miller is talented, Madame Powell must have misunderstood. Someone

He stopped suddenly.

didn’t you

moved his lips, how should he mention the

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