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…”

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

the wine glass on the tray of the waiter aside and then walked

guests discussed in

time a perfumer beside Brooklyn, she suddenly realized why the guests would look at her strangely when she

high heels. However, when she raised

took a glance at the man beside

– if her ‘dear’ sister saw

of me!” Mirabelle struggled, yet failed

she have such a

was shocked in

when she looked towards Brooklyn who was standing aside, “Brooklyn, if you’re into the other 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 Anna let go of me first. Even my families have never

guests in the evening party all felt shocked when hearing Mirabelle’s

would also

would never be any romantic affairs. The

she even managed to

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

you with a smile on

future, she specially hired a female anti-pervert coach

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

sigh helplessly. When she saw the cloth Mirabelle wore today, she

it was also partly because the cloth she wore

slap me. But as Mr. Powell’s subordinate, if others learn that Mr. Powell’s fiancée slaps

together and looked towards Brooklyn with grievance, “Mr.

all took a sharp

Anna

changed from pale