Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife
Chapter 57: Face-to-face Battle with Someone Well-Matched in a Contest
If Brooklyn had no interest in her, probably he would have kicked her out when she just finished half her words.
Since he hadn’t, it meant that he was kind of interested in her.
Although she didn’t know how deep his interest was in her, Diana still got a trump card in hand.
Brooklyn looked arctic cold, his ink-black eyes expressionless.
He gazed at the woman who was talking to him with a smile, trying to see through her.
They were like players well matched in a contest, keeping using schemes on each other.
He had never met such a woman who could silence him and marvel at his plot.
Diana faintly smiled. There was a trace of tiredness in her voice, and obviously, she didn’t sleep well last night.
However, her eyes were still as bright as usual as if she could see others’ true colors.
“Mr. Powell, I can’t promise you anything, but I can guarantee that as long as I’m still in Powell Group, I will develop the perfume that could bring fame to Powell Group.”
Diana stressed each syllable. She could only rely on her capability to make her perfume become an indispensable product to Powell Group so that Brooklyn would choose her when making the decision.
She was taking a bet, not only on herself but also on a man.
Brooklyn let out a laugh deeply. His handsome face looked like the spring under the melted snow.
His fair tips knocked on the desk gently. “Anna, you do have guts. If I don’t agree, do you know what you will end up to?”
“I know. Without Powell Group’s protection, Ms. Moss wouldn’t need to care about anything. She can do whatever she wants to me.”
“Since you know it, but you still dared to do so,” Brooklyn said with a snort.
Diana knew it very well. Although she was speaking with a smile just now, sweat oozed on her back, soaking her blouse.
was way too
step, she wouldn’t
lips and didn’t
manager of the perfume department. You can work in my office, continuing to take charge of my schedule. As for the perfume contest in Sliwell City...” Brooklyn paused a bit, his gaze focusing on Diana for a
were slightly twinkling. She looked at
second and then continued indifferently, “If you don’t
brightly. “Mr. Powell, it’s so nice
the next second, Brooklyn’s words
need to attend the contest, but you need to write a fragrance test report of each perfume in the
a moment and asked, “Mr. Powell, did Ms. Carter need to do so
down and didn’t want to look at her anymore. However, his hand holding the pen paused. “I only
fragrant test reports than fighting
Meanwhile.
servant handed the express mail from Diana
received the email from Anna, she looked a bit confused, but she returned to her vicious mind
time being as long as
She wanted Brooklyn.
wanted fame as
from Anna. After she took a smell, her expression
of thousands of times better than any perfume that she had
wondered how much perfume like this Anna
so talented that Mirabelle didn’t think she could
wasn’t planning to attend the contest of Sliwell City. Otherwise, if Anna presented this
anything wrong with this perfume?” the maid asked, seeing
shook her head and lowered her head. She answered gently,
perfume bottle on the dresser gently. “Have you asked who would attend
“Same as those attendees in the past, but
you know whom Brooklyn’s company would send to attend it?” Mirabelle asked
up on the
maid shook her head. “I don’t know it, and neither the media has reported it. But some rumors said that Ashley’s student
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