Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

The curtains of the office had been drawn.

The sunshine slipped into the office through the thick curtains.

It seemed the man often did exercise and he had a good-looking back and shoulder blades. He was as sexy as a Greek statue.

Brooklyn, who was wearing a shirt, paused for several seconds.

He slightly titled his head and landed his gaze on the woman who was looking at him dully.

Dianna, “…”

Why did Brooklyn change his clothes in his office? Were the presidents so open? Did he find a female star or a woman and play with her in the office for the whole night after sending her back?

Many thought popped into Dianna’s mind. In the end, she tagged Brooklyn as a jerk.

“Bang…”

Dianna closed the door.

Harper was silent for several seconds, “I should have told you that Mr. Powell is changing his clothes in the office.”

Dianna waved her hand, walked to the automatic vending machine and bought herself a can of coffee. She then walked to the rest area, sat down and crossed her long legs elegantly.

Harper watched Dianna pulled open the ring-pull can.

‘Was Anna angry?’

‘After all, Anna was a woman who was most close to Mr. Powell and it seemed like Mr. Powell also appreciated a lot.’

‘Maybe Anna thought too much after seeing the scene of Mr. Powell changing his clothes.’ Harper thought to himself.

Adhering to the principle of serving for his boss, Harper explained, “Anna, don’t think too much of it. Mr. Powell worked overnight in the company yesterday.”

Dianna looked up with confusion in her eyes.

Was Harper explaining to her?

But did it have anything to do with her no matter what Brooklyn did in the company?

Several minutes later, there came a familiar voice from the office. Harper and Dianna exchanged a glance and hurriedly stood up.

for the dark circles bellow his eyes, Dianna couldn’t see that he had stayed up for

by Brooklyn were not that difficult. Except for arranging

no wonder a capitalist. Dianna complained in her

his work, Harper left the office and it was quiet

sound made by Brooklyn when he was browsing documents

glanced over

face. His brows were thick and his eyes brimmed with radiating vigor. He looked even more handsome

with one hand, Dianna

handed confession letters to Austin although he

his dad’s perfect

from the screen, “I didn’t pay you to appreciate me during the working

and then chuckled, “Mr. Powell,

my home after work, of course you can

her eyes at him and shifted her gaze. She gently clicked the

inch and he would take an

to watch how Brooklyn got along

arranging Brooklyn’s schedule for the next week, Dianna handed the schedule to Harper. When she came back, she recalled what Brooklyn told her before and asked, “Mr.

man didn’t hear the question and he was still focusing on

to treat with his insomnia, but it seemed like he

office desk. She put her hands on the desk and there came a

was a

name on the contract, he was distracted when he wrote

woman in front of him and moved

handed

chair comfortably with a

Dianna to use the perfuming laboratory in the

returned the access card to him

amused at

but

and it meant that it was a

lips into a smile and naturally put his

me if you have

give me the access card to the perfuming laboratory that you gave me before? I want to use the perfuming laboratory in the

mentioning spice, there would be the

that

transparent black card onto