Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Diana eyed strangely at Brooklyn who was lying while she strapped her seat beat.

She tried to recall Mirabelle coming to her for a customized perfume and Brooklyn requesting for her accompaniment in the afternoon. With her keen sense of smell…. Together with the question he had just asked her.

Diana pursed her lips. It seemed that everything was coming together in her mind.

For the matter of Mirabelle asking for her to concoct a perfume, she could interpret it as her wanting to attract Brooklyn’s attention using that scent.

However, when she put together Brooklyn’s question today and asking her to accompany him this afternoon as a superior, everything was pointing at one conclusion.

Diana’s eyes slowly expanded.

Could it be?

She looked up at this indifferent man who had his lips pressed into a line, and her face was incredulous.

“Mr. Brooklyn, could it be that… you need perfume to help you to rest?”

Diana’s soft voice came with a hint of uncertainty.

She didn’t have much evidence, so she couldn’t be too sure of her own deduction.

Brooklyn’s palms which were clasping the steering wheel went hard for a moment.

But very soon, he returned to his normal self and his dark eyes were focused in the front direction.

It seemed that this woman by his side was smarter than she looked.

“You come to that conclusion?” Brooklyn asked.

“If I connect the dots about Ms. Moss’ job request and your request and question towards me, I do indeed come to that deduction.” Diana answered truthfully.

She never thought that Brooklyn would need perfume to help him relax. It was no wonder he needed her to sleep with him every noon.

She initially thought that her outstanding features were the reason for his unreasonable requests, but from what she could conclude now… the real reason lied in the scent her body gave off.

feeling a

you tell me what kind of scent that you fancy? That way, I can specially concoct one for you so that you can bring

and laughed faintly, “The scent on your body is just

a

kid? Mirabelle’s job request last time must be the reason she could be

back then could ease Brooklyn’s insomnia, but

Powell, I know that I smell good too, but it’s not easy to create a perfume with the exact same smell. If you really love this smell, why not just marry me? With me by your side, you can rest whenever you want. Killing two

up his eyelids as he glanced at this

always brought up marriage so casually, how could he trust her

lips fluttered slightly as he spouted a few cold

“In your dreams.”

Diana, “…”

won this

…

LIK mall was a famous

for luxury shops and shops selling

a career that lied in the heart of the

for skilful perfuming services, one had to have a sharp sense

located in an area with wealthy families living in the community, and it was only an hour’s drive away

she had leisure time, she would come to take a stroll here, but it was a different sight to come here with one of the financial backers of this

were curled up as he watched the owners, managers and

took a few steps back to wait for those meaningless exchanges

here. Is there something you

retreated and curled up his lips, “I am helping my partner to choose

noticed Diana who was standing behind Brooklyn now, and he

was strange! Ever since Ms. Moss had declared that she was Mr. Powell’s fiancée, it was very rare for him to bring any other woman as his partner

the mall to inform them about female artists

bringing a woman to the mall to choose a gown

was searching gaze being cast on Diana by the owner of the

a small face which was covered partially by a pair of

a very typical oval, small

figure was good as she was sporting