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.

room was filled with television noise which transmitted

thrown by Mr. and Mrs. Hill tomorrow? I am

LIK mall is a luxury mall under the flag of the Powell Group. My men are there, don’t you think that I

up

she decided to wipe off

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 me too much, and if your Ms. Moss and

made a lot

already sent someone to investigate. Yesterday, Ms.

it off, Diana was destroying the stuffs in

clutched his phone tighter, “If you are always within my field of vision, I guarantee

that your influences reach far and wide. You have the whole of Sliwell in your palms. But what if there are places you can’t reach? You can underestimate anything, but

furrowed his brows and finally broke his silence after

a thought, “Let me take back my words just now. I don’t think that I am incapable of turning it a white swan

a line and his brows formed even deeper creases on his

this woman

laptop and added, “Mr. Powell, I will remember our 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 my duties as an employee of the Powell Group while our contract

Diana didn’t put on any makeup. She just wore a pair of sunglasses to conceal her bare face and

had changed her suit after going home.

long and slender legs. Any passers-by who saw those gorgeous legs would not be able to pluck their eyes off the

any permanent promise, but based on his personality,

could get her revenge while

about to fetch her car from

man who was supposed to be at the Powell Group

off her sunglasses and revealed for the first time

Powell, why

after getting home was to remove the makeup on

moment, on her pale and petite face, there was no makeup

had a hue of pink on it, and her long brows accentuated her sparkling

woman indeed graduated from a

Brooklyn would find it hard to believe that a woman with

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