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?”

persons in our company can open the safe of the perfume department. I’m one of them.

Diana just took a sip of water. Upon hearing Ashley’s direct statement, she almost spewed water

swallowed it, returning

of her mind -- how could she speak in

stole the perfume in

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

tone made Ashley and Harper next to

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

freaked out that she trembled all

best to calm down. “Mr. Powell,

pointed at 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 could even open the safe behind

had underestimated

Ashley and Diana with

glass in her

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

it true?”

one hand touching the desk, she leaned against

the perfume of the perfume department, I can directly ask you for it.

voice was soft with a trace of amorous

even Ashley felt her

angry and cursed Anna for being shameless. She and Harper were still in the office, but Anna started to seduce Mr.

was about to add something, she heard Diana’s

perfume myself. Why would I bother to take

with her finger. As if she was playing at

had a complicated look on her

by the perfume department and she could blend perfumes that were far better than it. How could a perfumer steal a bottle

The answer was obvious.

his face.

that Anna was super self-confident, what she said truly proved it

wasn’t angry, but instead, he curled up his lips

blended the major perfume of this

“It’s me, Mr. Powell.”

perfumes blended by

including Dianna, nobody knew what Brooklyn was planning

perfumes that Ashley used to blend according

Mr. Powell

perfume