Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Mrs. Powell didn’t have a good relationship with Brooklyn, but she knew very well her son’s weaknesses.

Even though Brooklyn’s feelings for Mirabelle was dwindling, and he didn’t want to heed her arrangements for marrying Mirabelle, the one who had saved him six years ago was none other than Mirabelle!

Furthermore, it was her who had dispatched numerous men from the Powell Group to look for Mirabelle’s whereabouts in Sliwell!

After Mrs. Powell had finished her words, there was silence lingering on the call.

She curled up her lips with a smug.

Anna probably didn’t know what had transpired six years ago.

Even though she was pretty and knew how to blend fragrances and coupled with Brooklyn’s indifferent attitude towards Mirabelle, that still wasn’t enough to just dismiss Mirabelle’s kindness towards him six years ago!

Brooklyn furrowed his brows solemnly.

His lips were pressed tight, and only after some time, opened his mouth, “I still remember what happened six years ago, but you shouldn’t do something like that right in front of my eyes. If something happens to Anna, I will direct my suspicion to you first things first, my dear mother.’

After saying that, Brooklyn hung up abruptly and tossed his phone aside.

Mrs. Powell’s initially smug face suddenly became hard.

She snorted coldly as she passed her phone which was ringing with a busy tone to her butler.

“That bratty and snotty Anna. So she has gone complaining to Brooklyn after suffering from me here? With her personality, what kind of hardship can she suffer here? I should be the one complaining about that! Throughout so many years, only she dared to speak to me like that!”

Mrs. Powell recalled what Diana had said that day, and her face was red with anger.

The butler noticed her ugly expression and immediately asked the butler what she wanted for breakfast.

“What I want for breakfast? I would be full just by being angry!” Mrs. Powell’s fury was just starting to escalate.

The reason Brooklyn was throwing the blame at her must be because of Anna, that bitch sucking up to him.

Not allowing her to do what she shouldn’t have done?

Sliwell is a big city, so no matter how great the reaches of her son’s power was, there must still be some blind spots.

up with a

out the time that he is the busiest with work and let me

Powell.” The butler replied

busiest? He wouldn’t have time to care for such a tiny assistant like

was a flash of darkness in

…

touched up her make-up slightly in the dressing room, and after taking into account the time, she

the door and announced, “Mr. Powell, I am coming

“Yes.”

the man was already his usual self. He was staring at the computer

serene as he bit his

across Diana’s petite face, and he noticed the

seemed that she was crying. What Harper was saying

Powell’s means better than

women who could carry herself successfully in an affluent family were the type with cunning

himself was just a tool

thought about her mother, a sense of disgust slowly

a sound as melodic

snapped back to the moment and replied, “Oh, Mr. Powell, this

his desk, “Can I leave it here? I have already washed and dried it. This is a hand-made suit by a European guru, and I have abided by the strict methods of dry-cleaning it. There shouldn’t be any

it inside the closet.” Brooklyn retrieved his gaze

stuttered for a moment before mumbling a

to gauge the possibility of Harper

from Brooklyn’s inscrutable face, she could see that he was

couldn’t interpret anything from his

to her examining glance and he chuckled lightly while putting

a faint smile. She didn’t mind him teasing her at

most pleasing sight among all the men I have laid eyes on. Otherwise, I wouldn’t bother to come

playfully as her gaze met

staying overseas, she had seen various handsome artists and famous people, but there was no one who could hold a candle to this man in front of

smile on his

going to believe anything this woman was

returned to the