Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

“I’m sorry, Mr. Gibson.” Diana’s voice was extremely soft, almost making Harper’s legs weakened.

Harper couldn’t help but shiver. “Anna, could you speak in your normal tone, please? I can’t stand it...”

In his opinion, Diana had an ambiguous relationship with Mr. Powell.

If Anna kept speaking to him ambiguously and Mr. Powell found it out, Harper was afraid that Mr. Powell would fire him.

Not to mention others, in the incident that happened this afternoon, Mr. Powell was obviously partial to Anna. If they looked into the matter, probably Ashley wouldn’t have lost so fast. However, Mr. Powell didn’t send anyone to investigate and instead he compared their perfumes.

How could Ashley be comparable to Anna in terms of the blending skills?

Hence, she suffered a big defeat.

Diana turned around and put her finger on her lips to hint at Austin and Emily, who were sitting in the backseat, to keep silent. Then she continued, “Mr. Gibson, could you please send my message to Mr. Powell? I’m not interested in becoming the manager of the perfume department at all. I only want to be his assistant. Would it work?”

It would be quite convenient for her to obtain Mirabelle’s whereabouts on time if she stayed to be Brooklyn’s assistant.

If she were transferred to the perfume department, how would she be able to get Mirabelle’s information?

She didn’t work here for the money.

Upon hearing her request, Harper was unable to answer her for a moment. Others always wanted to get promoted and raised in salary. He wondered why Anna wanted to be Mr. Powell’s assistant s much.

Probably she fell in love with Mr. Powell at the first sight, didn’t she?

For the sake that he had a good relationship with Diana, Harper reminded her calmly, “Anna, I must tell you one thing -- Mr. Powell has already had a fiancée. It’s not good for you to do so.”

Diana slightly rolled her eyes.

How come all others felt that she must like Brooklyn?

“Mr. Gibson, I want to be Mr. Powell’s assistant not because I love him, but because he appreciates my blending skills,” Diana lied expressionlessly.

Harper was speechless.

He had never seen a person who could make her secret admiration so high-sounding.

“All right. I’ll pass your message to Mr. Powell.”

you so much, Mr. Gibson. I’ll treat you for

immediately. He didn’t want

Anna. Thank

phone and passed Diana’s message

Brooklyn frowned slightly.

truly say

Harper nodded.

Mr. Powell, he didn’t

However...

you... If Mrs. Moss

from rich families had

he had seen a lot of rich women persecuting

meaningful smile on his

a crush on

didn’t see any love. She pretended to be quite mature, but he guessed that probably she had never

knocked on the desk. He realized that Anna

what do you

voice brought Brooklyn back to

Brooklyn uttered

wondering why he felt as if he

...

the Michelin

her cheek stained by the

said a bad woman set you up

handkerchief and wiped the cream off Emily’s face and answered,

so fierce that she shad stabbed

without any sign, making Diana off-guard. When Diana found it, it was at the most critical moment and her life was

Mirabelle, Ashley

nodded but not

you want to eat the cake?” asked the

his handkerchief elegantly. After wiping the corners

he found the information he wanted, his

Harley had educated Diana according to the rich

did you

quite famous in the perfume

help but bitched about it, “It turns out that’s the blending