Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

The Hills were holding the private party in one of the most well-known hotel in all of Sliwell.

Several black limousines were parked right at the entrance, and bodyguards poured out of the cars. After scanning the surrounding carefully, they headed to the one in the middle, “Mr. Powell, there isn’t anything of concern.”

The next second, a bodyguard opened the door of the car.

A leg clad in black long pants stepped out of the car, and the next second, his sculpted fingers extended to the interior of the car.

A very delicate and slithery hand clung itself to the man’s palm, and her porcelain white calf which had black high heels worn on her feet stepped out and lined up next to him.

Diana’s arm was lightly clung to Brooklyn’s arm and she was a little nervous at the moment. She asked in a hushed tone, “Mr. Powell, am I doing okay now?”

Brooklyn glanced sideways at Diana’s little antics and he chuckled lightly.

Initially, he thought that with her mature disposition, she should have joined numerous night banquet.

But from the look of things now, it seemed that she had never attended a business setting with any man before this.

The Hills didn’t defy their own reputation as one of the largest clothing brand manufacturer in the world. Those who appeared at this banquet were familiar faces whom Diana recognized and they were very active in the fashion industry of Sliwell.

She continued to hold on to Brooklyn’s arm as she maintained a smile.

The moment she stepped into the banquet hall, she could feel piercing and scrutinizing gazes being cast at her.

“Mr. Powell, long time no see.” A middle-aged man raised his glass of wine as he walked towards Brooklyn.

He seemed to fake an astonished look when he looked at Diana. His gaze was greedily searching her too.

This woman was so breath-taking. It was no wonder the president of the Powell Group would bring her along.

between you and the young lady of the Moss family is approaching. So why would you have such a beauty on your arm at this

but he was actually disclosing the fact that Brooklyn already had

a little

running out of means to hit on

I right?” Diana allowed herself a demure smile as she let go of Brooklyn’s

a greedy smile when

he have a chance

of Diana

we have a little conversation

while she cursed at him in her heart. Was it appropriate of him to blatantly seek something that should belong to Brooklyn? Was

was still in his pocket. He was watching Diana’s

some misunderstanding here. Firstly, I am not Mr. Powell’s woman. I am just his employee who comes to accompany him to participate in a night banquet.” As Diana said that, she raised her hand and pointed at Harper who was not far away, “Do you see him? That’s my colleague. We are here to tag along Mr.

Brooklyn, “…”

and peeked at Harper who was not far

wasn’t wrong

Albert heard Diana’s explanation, he looked a

voluptuous

cup of tea. To tell you the truth, I have been having my eyes on Mr. Powell for a long time, but too bad that he is turning a blind eye to my admiration. Do you think that

blood as he pointed a trembling finger at Diana. He stammered

enough.” Brooklyn glared at Diana who was obviously enjoying herself, “Mr. Barton, you heard it from her. This woman is no pushover. If you want to hit on

Diana’s shoulders and he brushed

up any trouble at this kind of occasion.” Brooklyn glanced at the woman in his embrace as he let go of his hand and replaced it back into his pocket, “The participants here are well-known figures in the fashion

you as my backer, so do you think I

little hesitant, “Do you even know what you are saying

is the fashion or perfumery industry, in order to have a good footing here, it’s best to side with the Powell Group. Therefore, as long as I cling to you, anybody else in the

coldly as he acknowledged the fact that Anna was the first and only one who could boast about sucking up to

yourself.” Brooklyn spoke in a soft