Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Chapter 42: Brooklyn Got a Whiff of Diana’s Bodily Scent

Brooklyn’s meaningful glance fell upon Diana.

“My assistant Anna, be careful not to be too greedy, you know.” Brooklyn’s voice was a whisper and it was devoid of emotion, “Be careful not to be toppled over by your mischief and wit.’

She was really forward thinking. He didn’t expect her to want him to cover for her forever.

Brooklyn had to admit that Anna was one interesting and amusing woman.

However, that alone was not enough to prompt him to agree to be her protector forever.

Diana was not someone without a temper.

After finishing her lunch in the employee’s resting room, she informed Harper about her departure without even returning to her office first. She simply left the company with her handbag hoisted and her high heels clicking underneath.

She wasn’t a fool. Since her superior had given her the green light to stroll out there without the need to work in the company, why should she continue wasting her time in the company?

After she reached home, she kicked off her high heels and with her laptop in her embrace, she started to reply her clients’ email.

After half an hour, she leaned against the sofa and just as she was about to sink into her dreamland, her phone rang.

Diana clambered up and plucked her phone and saw to her amazement that the caller was Brooklyn.

She suddenly had vested interest in the call as she answered it, “Mr. Powell, what’s the matter?”

She didn’t have much time to rest before she was disturbed again.

Was he going to eat his own words and ask her to get back to work?

“Where are you now?” The man’s voice was cold.

Diana recalled Brooklyn’s reminder this morning, and with a flash of inspiration, she switched on the television and played a drama.

was filled with television noise which

am at the mall now. Didn’t you say that you want me by your side at the banquet thrown by Mr. and Mrs. Hill tomorrow? I am strolling LIK mall and am choosing a suitable gown. Listen, there are people around here

luxury mall under the flag of the

come up

few second of silence, she

serious when I said that I don’t want anything to do with your marriage with Ms. Moss. I admit that you are quite the looker, and I have never seen any guy who could pique my interest like you. However, I am very aware that I am just a nobody with no background, and I harbour no dream of turning into a swan while I am an ugly duckling. If you concern yourself with

words made a lot of

someone to investigate. Yesterday, Ms. Powell indeed summoned her to the

top it off, Diana was destroying

always within my field of vision,

whole of Sliwell in your palms. But what if there are places you can’t reach? You can underestimate anything, but don’t underestimate the conviction of a woman

silence after a while, “What else do you have to

back my words just now. I don’t think that I am incapable of turning it a white swan from an

pressed his lips into a line and his brows formed even

was this woman thinking

little promise here. At least, as your partner for the banquet, the least you can do for me is to prevent me from going through what I have gone through yesterday. I am just carrying out

didn’t put on any makeup. She just wore a pair

suit

legs. Any passers-by who saw those gorgeous legs would not be able to pluck

her any permanent promise, but based on

as she could get her revenge

she exited the elevator and just as she was about to fetch her car from the garage

was supposed to be at the Powell Group was leaning against the body of the

and revealed for the first time her non-makeup

why are you

Diana had done after getting home was to remove the

and petite face, there was no makeup at all besides the most

it, and her long brows accentuated her

he didn’t see her resume, he wouldn’t have guessed that this woman indeed

Brooklyn would find it hard to believe that a woman with such an innocent face was actually a world-famous perfumer.

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