Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Chapter 58: Fully Concentrate on Blending

Mirabelle used a dropper to get a small bottle of perfume that was sent by Diana and sent to Moss Group.

Usually, Mirabelle seldom went to Moss Group in person.

In the company, everyone knew that Mirabelle, the daughter of the Moss family, would marry Brooklyn Powell. Also, Moss Group would merge into Powell Group sooner or later.

Mirabelle often went to Powell Group, and employees of Moss Group had been used to it.

On the contrary, Mirabelle showed up in Moss Group suddenly, which made them shocked.

In high heels, Mirabelle walked to an employee and exchanged a few words. Then she walked into the elevator.

The CEO of Moss Group -- Mirabelle’s father was in a meeting, listening to a senior executive to report the work status.

His secretary walked over. “Excuse me, Mr. Moss. Ms. Moss is here.”

The mid-aged man, who looked enigmatic stopped the senior executive who was reporting. The senior executive stepped away.

All employees knew that Mr. Moss loved Mirabelle very much. Even he was in a meeting, he would stop it when Mirabelle came here.

With a bright smile, Mirabelle walked to Mr. Moss. She said in a sweet, soft, and coquettish tone, “Dad, I haven’t seen you for a long time. When will you come back home? I miss you so much!”

Mr. Moss, who always looked serious, suddenly smiled. “You haven’t seen me for a long time? I can tell you enjoy staying in Brooklyn’s villa.”

When he finished, he snorted.

The secretary standing aside was quite sensible. “Mr. Moss, what are you talking about? I can tell that you miss Ms. Moss so much.”

Mirabelle smiled sweetly, casting a glance at the senior executive in the office.

The latter exchanged a glance with the secretary and then left the office together.

Watching them go out, Mirabelle pulled out the bottle of perfume from her purse and put it on the desk gently. “Dad, this is the perfume I got recently. Could you please ask your secretary to give it to the technique department? I want to know the recipe of this perfume.”

“It’s not a big deal. Of course,” Mr. Moss agreed. He never refused his daughter’s requests.

“How’s it going with you and Brooklyn?” asked he.

her head,

knew that his daughter was wronged,

bigger than that of Moss Group in Sliwell

perfume business, it couldn’t compare

Moss family would be connected to

of news, he

aggrieved his daughter was when mentioning Brooklyn, he

working for him

Mr.

anyway, please ask the technique department to analyze the recipe of this perfume. If we can produce this perfume in massive amounts, it would bring

less annoyed

took a look at Mirabelle and asked with a

belongs to me. With this perfume, I could get the title of the chief perfumer in Sliwell City. At the same time, if we could massively produce it, no matter how good the seasonal perfume of Brooklyn’s company will be,

delightfully. It seemed that although his daughter

Mirabelle left Moss Group. Mr. Moss thought for a moment and then asked his secretary to send the perfume to

impressive in appearance, they were suffering from the loss from the

a perfume that could defeat other competitors in the market, Moss Group would

...

in Powell Group got to know that Diana would replace Ashley to become

blended was still mysterious

partial perfumers who had experienced Diana’s professional blending skills, most of the employees disdained

so good about her replacing a senior

was the second-best perfumer in Sliwell

the fiancée of Mr. Powell. Nobody dared to

promoted the cooperation between Powell Group and Hillvie

After she had finished the tasks assigned by Harper every

heard those rumors and worried that there

worry, he curled up his think lips and

“Do you mean Anna? She has no response at all. After she goes back to the perfume department,

paid attention to

could tell that Diana was quite

that Harper

faintly, curling up his thin lips into a nice arc. He said in a clear and pleasant

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