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.

bellow his eyes,

difficult. Except for arranging his schedules, she

a capitalist. Dianna complained in

Harper left the office and it was quiet

the clicking sound made by Brooklyn when he

lazily and nonchalantly glanced over the

and his eyes brimmed with radiating vigor. He looked even more

chin with one hand, Dianna studied her

handed confession letters to Austin although he

had inherited his

gaze. He shifted his gaze away from the screen, “I didn’t pay you to appreciate me during the

then chuckled, “Mr. Powell, may I

“If you dare to come to my home after work, of course you can do

at him and shifted her gaze. She gently clicked

her an inch and he would take

watch how Brooklyn got along with well

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. Powell, how long have you been suffering from

the man didn’t hear the question and

wanted to develop a perfume to treat with his insomnia,

put her hands on the desk and there

was a

his name on the contract, he was distracted when he

front of him

and handed it to

against the chair comfortably with a

use the perfuming laboratory in the Powell Group

the access card to

amused at that

times, but

card and it meant that it

curled his lips into a smile and naturally put his hands

tell me if you

the access card to the perfuming laboratory that you gave me before? I want to use the perfuming laboratory in the company, and also the

when mentioning spice, there would be the lights

that Brooklyn couldn’t shift

transparent black card onto