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.

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

back to her own office desks. The tasks given by Brooklyn were not that difficult. Except

was no wonder a capitalist. Dianna complained

Harper left the office and

sound made by Brooklyn when he was browsing documents

her arm lazily and nonchalantly glanced over the man who was focusing

brimmed with radiating vigor. He looked even

with one hand, Dianna studied her boss lazily and

handed confession letters to Austin although

his

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

and then chuckled, “Mr. Powell,

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

eyes at him and shifted her gaze. She gently

gave her an inch and he

watch how Brooklyn got along with well Mirabelle at

back, she recalled what Brooklyn told her before and asked,

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

a click of her tongue. She wanted to develop a perfume to treat with his insomnia, but it seemed like he didn’t take it to his

up and slowly walked to Brooklyn’s office desk. She put her hands on the desk and

a bit

signed his name on the contract, he was distracted

up at the woman in front of him and moved

your schedule and handed it

chair comfortably with a meaningful smile

perfuming laboratory in

access card

amused at

clever in usual times, but she didn’t get what he

card and it

his lips into a smile and naturally put his hands

me if

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

would be the lights of confidence and

was so bright that

put a transparent black card