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.

the kiss was over, Dianna felt dizzy and she only came to her sense

than their first kiss and she almost forgot her

kiss and the original color of her lips was

pinky reds became red because of

and she still failed to calm down herself after

that Brooklyn would continue to ask her questions, the man’s

you going to stay on my

Dianna, “…”

passenger seat and buckled up

a flat tone, “I will not probe into the purpose why you join the Powell Group as long as you

if he was not the one who kissed

looked out of the window and replied with a nasal sound

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

connotation was: What Dianna did in the evening party

her lips together. After

Powell, I brought trouble to you in

pretend to be innocent to win others’ sympathy. So could

she did make a trouble for

chuckled. He didn’t say anything

to Mirabelle’s characteristics, she would not let

Dianna got off the car, Brooklyn leaned against the chair. After a while, he clasped a cigarette between his

has arrived home.” Harper reported to him in the phone, “Ms. Moss’ face looks gloomy. Should I comfort her in

kept the cigarette in his mouth. After a long while of silence, there was

want to see tonight’s matter on the

“Yes.”

his wrist to shake

“Investigate how Mirabelle got my schedule

working experience

Only I and Anna know about your schedule… It seems like Anna doesn’t have a good relationship with Ms.

analyzed it, yet he suddenly

didn’t disclose your schedule to Ms.

Brooklyn chuckled.

did Harper realize that Brooklyn

matter tonight… I’m afraid that Ms. Moss