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?”

company can open the safe of the perfume department. I’m one of them. And the other one...” Ashley paused a bit and continued, “It’s

sip of water. Upon hearing Ashley’s direct statement, she almost spewed

swallowed it, returning to

-- how

imply that Brooklyn stole the

the desk. “Ms. Carter, do you know what

made Ashley and Harper

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

so freaked out that she

calm down. “Mr. Powell, you’ve misunderstood. I

the company, so she could go back and forth

obviously had underestimated

swept between Ashley and Diana with his

blinked, putting down the glass in her hands on the table, and

an innocent look as if she was saying, ‘Mr. Powell,

was it true?” asked

the desk, she leaned against the edge of

to get the perfume of the perfume department, I can directly ask you for it. Why would I go there in

was soft with a

felt her bones went

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

add something, she heard Diana’s enchanting

I bother to take away a bottle

her words, she poked the desk gently with her finger. As if she was playing at being cute

had a complicated

that she looked down on the perfume blended by the perfume department and she could blend perfumes that

The answer was obvious.

his

super self-confident, what she said truly proved

instead, he

blended the major perfume of

“It’s me, Mr. Powell.”

go get all the perfumes blended by Ms. Carter in

Dianna, nobody knew

Ashley used to

wondered what Mr. Powell wanted to

perfume