Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

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, looking quite

his daughter was wronged, disliking Brooklyn

was much bigger than that of

in the perfume business, it couldn’t

if Mirabelle would marry Brooklyn, the Moss family would

Mr. Moss saw such kind of news, he would be quite

how aggrieved his daughter was when mentioning

for him now. She’s annoying.” Seemingly she

her, Mr. Moss looked

changed the subject. “Dad, anyway, please ask the technique department to analyze the recipe of this perfume. If we can

less

at Mirabelle and asked with a frown,

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

that although his daughter loved Brooklyn deeply, she still

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

in appearance, they were suffering

that could defeat other competitors in the

...

got to know that Diana would

had blended was

Diana’s professional blending skills,

so good about her replacing a

was the second-best

chief perfumer was the fiancée of Mr. Powell. Nobody dared

cooperation between Powell Group and Hillvie Group, but nobody

at all. After she had finished the tasks assigned by Harper every

those rumors and worried that there

Brooklyn listened to his worry, he curled up his think lips and

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

deliberately paid attention to Diana

could tell that Diana was quite calm and serious, fully

that Harper admired and respected a

his thin lips into a nice arc. He said in a clear and pleasant tone, “Since she doesn’t care about