Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

It was a tattoo to have an outfit clash in social occasions.

Although it was just a private party held by Mr. and Mrs. Hill and they didn’t even invite the journalists…

An outfit clash was still embarrassing, especially when the one had an outfit clash with Mirabelle was the female companion of her fiancé.

The guests in the evening party all looked towards Mirabelle with gossiping eyes.

Since Brooklyn’s men found Mirabelle six years ago, this daughter of the Moss family suddenly became Brooklyn’s fiancée and various medias reported that they would hold a wedding soon. Several days ago, a top-class media in Sliwell City predicated that Mirabelle and Brooklyn would have a wedding in this year.

But just like, before Mirabelle came to the party, they saw a stunning beauty beside Brooklyn!

That woman was much more beautiful than Mirabelle.

Her figure was not inferior of that of a model and her oval face was so charming. Just now, she whispered into Brooklyn’s ear and they two looked excessively intimate.

There would be a good show if Mirabelle came at this moment.

As a matter of face, Mirabelle didn’t know that Dianna was also here today.

She exchanged greetings with the fashioners whom she felt comfortable to talk with while glancing around the venue to look for Brooklyn.

“Ms. Moss, have you figured out the formulation for the new arrival? I’m looking forward to it.” The one who talked with Mirabelle now was a vice president of a fashion company. The company had a big cooperation in business with the Moss Group and therefore, he always sucked up to Mirabelle.

Mirabelle curled her lips into a smile, “It’s almost tone. The perfume will probably be launched by the end of this month.”

Mirabelle glanced around the venue and suddenly clenched the wine glass in her hand.

“I’m quite looking forward to it. Ms. Moss, if you…”

finish the words, Mirabelle interrupted him scornfully, “Let’s talk about this next time. I have to deal

Brooklyn’s tall figure, she put the wine glass on the tray

discussed in

who was at the same time a perfumer beside Brooklyn, she suddenly realized why the guests would look at her strangely when she just entered

the first time, Mirabelle shouted in a social occasion. She rushed towards Dianna in high heels. However, when she raised her hand

the man beside her and heaved

expected this – if her ‘dear’ sister saw

me!” Mirabelle struggled, yet

she have such a

was shocked in

woman, you can tell me earlier… I’m not an unappreciative woman. If you don’t like our engagement, I can tell Madame Powell… Hiss, at least you should let

in the evening party all felt

also have some

celebrities, there would never be any romantic affairs. The paparazzi waited outside of his villa for several days, yet got not news about

managed

her mouth, feeling quite speechless. She had experience her younger sister’s ferocious way

kill you with a smile on her

similar situation in the future, she

difficult for her to cope with a man taller than her, but

I don’t dare to let go of you.” Dianna heaved a sigh helplessly. When she saw the cloth Mirabelle wore today, she figured out

it was also partly because the cloth she wore

It doesn’t matter even if you slap me. But as Mr. Powell’s subordinate, if others learn that Mr. Powell’s fiancée

her lips together and looked towards Brooklyn with grievance, “Mr. Powell,

a sharp intake

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