Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

There seemed to be the remnant fragrance of the red wine on the man’s lips.

Dianna kissed him in a moment of impulse. But when she tasted Brooklyn’s lips, her mind exploded. She thought that she was screwed. She had many ways to make an explanation, why did she choose the stupidest one?

Just as Brooklyn commented before, her kissing skill sucked as she never kissed the other man before.

All her kissing experiences were related to Brooklyn and he was always the dominant one.

This time, she took the initiative to kiss him. But she only had the guts, but not the experience.

She replayed the plots in romantic movies in her mind, yet this didn’t cover her inexperience.

A trace of surprise flashed across Brooklyn’s eyes, but it disappeared soon. He unbuckled Dianna’s seat belt while at the same time unfastening his own seatbelt and then sat back onto the driver’s seat with Dianna on his legs.

The lipstick on her lips had been half mudded off in the kiss just now.

And Brooklyn’s lips were tinged with the lipstick.

Dianna’s mind went blank.

Her current posture exposed a large part of the skin of her thighs.

The design of the evening dress fully exposed her pale skin.

With one hand on Dianna’s waist, Brooklyn caressed his lips with the other hand.

As expected there was lipstick on his lips. He looked at the red lipsticks on his finger gloomily.

“Is this your answer?” His voice sounded low and husky. He looked up at the woman who had a red face due to embarrassment.

A touch of confusion flashed across Dianna’s eyes. She then quickly realized that the man was asking about her purpose to stay by his side.

“Mr. Powell, the reason why I stay in the Powell Group is that…”

Before she could finish the words, Brooklyn slightly increased the force on her waist and then concealed her lips with his lips again.

The fragrance of the wine was gradually transmitted to her mouth and Dianna felt the oxygen in her lung was soon drained out.

The man’s action was neither quick nor slow. It was as if he deliberately kissed her slowly so that it would give her time to adapt to it.

kiss was over, Dianna felt dizzy and she

longer than their first kiss and she

of her lipsticks during the kiss and the original color of

red

was so quick and she still failed to calm

her questions,

going to stay on my

Dianna, “…”

came back to the passenger seat and buckled up

probe into the purpose why you join the Powell Group as long as you can develop a perfume that will have a good sales

was not the one

of the window and replied with

you won’t intervene in it. I told you that as long as I’m present, I won’t allow her to hurt you. If you’re smart, you should

connotation was: What Dianna did in the evening party

her lips together. After a long

I brought trouble to you in the evening party

to win others’ sympathy. So

was true that she did make a trouble

He didn’t say

she would not let go

the car, Brooklyn leaned against the chair. After a

“Ms. Moss’ face looks gloomy. Should I comfort her in case that

cigarette in his mouth. After a long while of

tonight’s matter

“Yes.”

his wrist to shake off the cigarette

man spoke again, “Investigate how Mirabelle

stunned as his years of working experience

to Ms. Moss before? This shouldn’t happen. Only I and Anna know about your schedule… It

analyzed it, yet he suddenly paused as he was

Powell, I didn’t disclose your schedule to

Brooklyn chuckled.

then did Harper realize that Brooklyn didn’t suspect

the matter tonight… I’m afraid that Ms. Moss will seek troubles for her