Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Ashley’s resignation caused quite a stir in the perfume business of Sliwell City.

Everyone in town knew that Ashley was the second perfumer below Mirabelle in town. They couldn’t help wondering what she had done to make Powell Group give up on her.

However, more people were more curious to know who would replace Ashley and become the manager of the perfume department.

Mirabelle’s finger swiped on the tablet. The more she read, the colder her eyes became.

In the end, she tossed the tablet aside.

Who else could replace Ashley? It must be Anna.

Nobody but Anna in Powell Group could replace Ashley to be the manager of the perfume department.

Mirabelle bit her bottom lip in anger.

Her title as the chief perfumer in Sliwell City wasn’t real, but she stole it from someone else.

She knew how capable Ashley was in blending, which was better than hers.

If Powell Group fired Ashley, Mirabelle must contribute to the perfume blending.

Thinking of that, Mirabelle had a cold light flashing through her eyes.

She picked up her cell phone. After thinking for a moment, she dialed a number.

“Still the rules before. Tell me who the current manager of the perfume department is.”

After a few minutes, the person on the other end of the line answered, “It should be Anna Miller.”

“Okay. As our agreement, I’ll transfer a million to your bank account.”

After hanging up the phone, Mirabelle tossed the cell phone onto her bed reluctantly.

As Brooklyn’s fiancée, she had suggested that she was capable to be the manager of the perfume department of Powell Group but was rejected by him on different excuses.

No matter how skilled Anna was in blending, she didn’t have any qualifications or background. Why would she be qualified to become the manager of the perfume department shortly after she had joined the company?

was sitting in the living room, waiting

tried so many times to

what

help but

black Bentley,

into the garage directly. When Brooklyn left the garage,

asked in a

words, he put the car key into her

I heard Ashley resigned

unhappy, she sounded quite

hummed indifferently. “How

sweat oozed

it the most when outsiders tried to spy on Powell Group’s business intelligence, and

about it. I read it not long

honest, inwardly that

Glancing at Mirabelle seriously and curling up

just a manager who resigned.” Brooklyn walked into the villa, loosened his

If the company needs me, I can be the manager of the perfume department. My blending skill is higher than Ashley. In the future, we’ll get married sooner or later. I can get familiar

“Enough!” Brooklyn frowned.

her senses, she realized

quite appreciate. I’ll keep my promise to take care of you and marry you, but you can’t meddle in Powell Group. No matter

speaking, without sparing a glance at Mirabelle, who stiffed, Brooklyn strode

ear, he

changing into casual clothes, he got the call from his boss. He immediately swiped to

“We’ve found some clues.”

he spoke, he

some impression about

anger appeared on his handsome

ordered Harper, “We’d better not to alert him first. If he exposed the information to Mirabelle Moss again, we’ll

and another phone of his suddenly

Please hold on

unlocked the screen, read the message,

Powell, I’ve got the evidence of that person who sold the information to Ms. Mirabelle Moss, but...” Harper paused before continuing, “That

Brooklyn smiled.