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.
gamble was way too
took the wrong step, she
pressed her lips and didn’t
take charge of my schedule. As for the perfume contest in Sliwell
slightly twinkling. She
for a second and then continued indifferently, “If you don’t want to
immediately smiled so brightly. “Mr. Powell, it’s so
second, Brooklyn’s words turned her
but you need to write a fragrance test report of each perfume in the contest and
and asked, “Mr. Powell, did Ms. Carter
looked down and didn’t want to look at her anymore. However, his hand holding the pen paused. “I only request you to do so. Or, do you think there’s no punishment for
fragrant test reports than fighting against the Moss family openly
Meanwhile.
the express mail from Diana
when she received the email from Anna, she looked a bit confused, but she
true or not, Mirabelle would want to leg to of her for the time being as long
She wanted Brooklyn.
fame as
she took a smell, her
of thousands of times better than any
how much perfume
talented that Mirabelle didn’t think she
the contest of Sliwell City. Otherwise, if Anna presented this bottle of perfume, Mirabelle didn’t think she could still
anything wrong with this perfume?” the maid asked, seeing Mirabelle look
her head and lowered her head. She answered
bottle on the dresser gently. “Have you asked who would attend the perfume contest
as those attendees in the past, but Ashley
attend it?” Mirabelle asked in a gentle tone while rubbing
had truly given up on the perfume contest as she mentioned
maid shook her head. “I don’t know it, and neither the media has reported it. But some rumors said that Ashley’s student would probably attend it. She’s the deputy
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