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?”

two persons in our company can open the safe of the perfume department. I’m one of them. And the other one...” Ashley paused a bit and continued,

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

swallowed it, returning to

out of her mind -- how could she speak in this

that Brooklyn stole the perfume in his

the edge of the desk. “Ms. Carter, do you know

made Ashley and

me. A bottle of

freaked out that she

down. “Mr. Powell,

highest authorization of the company, so she could go back and forth in the perfume department as she wants. She could even open the safe behind others and take away

obviously had

and swept between Ashley and Diana with his sharp

blinked, putting down the glass in her hands on the

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

it

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

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

soft with a trace

even Ashley felt her bones went numb

She and Harper were still in the office,

to add something,

Why would I bother to take away a

she poked the desk gently with her finger. As if she was playing at being cute to Brooklyn, she added, “What do

had a complicated look

was that she looked down on the perfume blended by the perfume department and she could blend perfumes that were far better than it. How

The answer was obvious.

covered his

self-confident, what she said truly proved

but instead, he curled up his

blended the major

“It’s me, Mr. Powell.”

all the perfumes blended by Ms. Carter in

now, including Dianna, nobody knew

perfumes that Ashley used to blend

Powell wanted to do

the perfume bottles on the