Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

“Are you sure about it?” Diana looked at the woman in front of her calmly.

She realized that Ashley was so confident because she had a trump card.

“Why not?” Ashley said with a smile. “Anna, if you don’t feel any sense of guilt, let’s go to Mr. Powell’s office for the confrontation.”

“Up to you,” as she spoke, Dianna bypassed Ashley.

Ashley couldn’t react for a moment.

“Ms. Carter, hurry up. I still have something to do after your matter is done. Please don’t delay me from knocking off, OK?”

Upon hearing Diana’s calm and casual voice, Ashley slightly changed her expression.

She wondered why Anna wasn’t panicked at all.

She hurried to follow Anna.

Ashley had been working in Powell Group for several years. As the manager of the perfume department, although she met Brooklyn in person before, she seldom had the opportunity to report her work status in his office.

Sweat oozed in her palms. She became nervous.

Diana knocked on the door of the office. After hearing the man’s familiar voice, she pushed the door open. Casting Ashley a glance, she said, “Ms. Carter, please.”

Harper happened to be in the office as well. “Excuse me, Mr. Powell. Ashley wants to see you.”

Brooklyn looked up at Ashley, who was standing in front of him nervously, frowning deeply.

“Ms. Carter, I didn’t request to see you, did I?”

Finishing his words, Brooklyn looked down, continuing to read the financial statement in his hands.

Ashley’s face changed between livid and reddish.

She had been working in Powell Group for several years, and she believed that no matter what, she should be given credit for hard work, if not for merit.

“Mr. Powell, I came here to report an important matter. The major perfume of our department this season is going to the market soon. It has been kept in the safe. But it went missing yesterday so suddenly!”

Diana rolled her eyes expressionlessly.

Upon hearing it, Brooklyn put down the files from his slender fingers.

“I see. Ms. Carter, so, do you mean there’s a thief in our company who stole it?”

department. I’m one of them. And the other one...”

just took a sip of water. Upon hearing Ashley’s direct statement,

hurriedly swallowed it,

-- how could she speak

she imply that Brooklyn stole the perfume in

knuckled finger gently knocked on the edge of the desk. “Ms.

tone made Ashley and Harper next to her

Group belongs to me. A bottle of perfume? You do have

freaked out that she trembled all

“Mr. Powell, you’ve misunderstood. I didn’t mean you. I meant

the woman, who was drinking water. “Mr. Powell, you’ve given Anna the card with the highest authorization of the company, so she could go back and forth in the perfume department as she wants. She

had

Ashley and Diana

her hands on the table, and

innocent look as if she was saying, ‘Mr. Powell, I haven’t done

it

to him. With one hand touching the desk, she leaned

of person I am? If I truly want to get the perfume of the perfume department, I can directly ask you for it. Why would I go there in person for taking away a bottle

with a trace of amorous

men, even Ashley felt her bones went

Anna for being shameless. She and Harper were still in the office, but

add something, she heard Diana’s enchanting voice

the best perfume myself. Why would I bother to take away a bottle of perfume that means

Diana finished her words, she poked the desk gently with her finger. As if she was

had a complicated look

the perfume department and she could blend perfumes that were far

The answer was obvious.

covered his face.

was super self-confident, what she said truly proved

wasn’t angry, but instead, he curled up

who blended the major perfume

“It’s me, Mr. Powell.”

perfumes blended by Ms.

nobody knew what Brooklyn

perfumes that Ashley used to blend according to Brooklyn’s

wondered what Mr. Powell

perfume