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?

at night, Mirabelle didn’t sleep. She was sitting in the living room,

had tried so many times to convince

sighed, wondering what happened between Ms.

but

Bentley, a light flashed

man sitting in the car seemed not to see her at all. The car was driven into the garage directly. When Brooklyn left the garage, he

in

his words, he put the car key into

I heard Ashley

he was unhappy, she sounded quite

hummed indifferently. “How did

sweat oozed

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

media has released a lot of news about it. I read it not long ago. I’m a bit worried, so I came to wait for you

sounded honest, inwardly that was not her

paused his pace. Glancing at Mirabelle seriously and curling up his

walked into the villa, loosened his necktie, and handed

be the manager of the perfume department. My blending skill is higher than Ashley. In the future, we’ll

“Enough!” Brooklyn frowned.

seconds. When she returned her senses, she realized that she had made a mistake just

of you and marry you, but you can’t meddle in Powell Group. No matter how many managers like Ashley have quit, there would be more suitable replacements.

glance at Mirabelle, who stiffed, Brooklyn

desk, feeling exhausted. Putting the phone to his ear, he said in a tiring tone, “Harper, have you

as well. Before changing into casual clothes, he got

“We’ve found some clues.”

spoke, he gave Brooklyn

some impression

anger appeared on

better not to alert him first. If he exposed the information to Mirabelle Moss again,

and another phone of his suddenly started

Mr. Powell. Please hold

the message, and

Mirabelle Moss, but...” Harper paused before continuing, “That person probably is also

Brooklyn smiled.