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?”

perfume department. I’m one of them. And the

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

swallowed it,

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

that Brooklyn stole

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

and Harper

of perfume? You

was so freaked out that she trembled all

“Mr. Powell, you’ve

around and 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

had

between Ashley and Diana with his sharp

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

if she was saying,

was it true?” asked

to him. With one hand touching the

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

was soft with a trace

even Ashley felt her bones went numb after listening

were still in the office, but Anna

was about to add something, she heard Diana’s

the best perfume myself. Why would I bother to take away

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

had a complicated look

she could blend perfumes that were far better than

The answer was obvious.

his

was super self-confident, what she said

he curled up

the

“It’s me, Mr. Powell.”

go get all the perfumes blended by Ms. Carter

nobody knew what Brooklyn was

the perfumes that Ashley used to blend according to Brooklyn’s

what Mr. Powell wanted to

perfume bottles on the