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?”

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

Ashley’s direct statement, she almost spewed water

swallowed it,

Ashley was out of her mind -- how could she speak in this way to her

Brooklyn stole the perfume

desk. “Ms. Carter, do you know what you are talking

warning tone made Ashley and Harper next to

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

was so freaked out that she trembled all

to calm down. “Mr. Powell, you’ve

highest authorization of the company, so she could go back and forth in the perfume department as

obviously had underestimated

up and swept between Ashley and Diana

putting down the glass in her hands on the table,

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

it true?” asked

to him. With one hand touching the

person I am? If I truly want to get the perfume of the perfume department, I can

soft with a trace of amorous

alone men, even Ashley felt her bones went numb after listening

and cursed Anna for being shameless. She and Harper were still in

Ashley was about to add something,

would I bother to take

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

a complicated

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

The answer was obvious.

his

that Anna was super self-confident, what

angry, but instead, he

who blended the

“It’s me, Mr. Powell.”

go get all the perfumes blended by Ms. Carter in

nobody knew what Brooklyn was planning

fetched all the perfumes that Ashley

wondered what Mr. Powell

put the perfume bottles on