Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Upon noticing Mr. Powell’s expression change, others guessed that probably he wasn’t happy with Ms. Miller.

The deputy manager wasn’t sure and she dared not to speak more. “Mr. Powell, may I go to call Ms. Miller over now?”

She thought that after Ashley quit, she would become the manager naturally as Ashley’s student.

However, suddenly Anna was promoted to replace Ashley, which completely ruined her plan.

If Mr. Powell wasn’t happy with Ms. Miller, by taking this chance, the deputy manager could not only kick Anna out but also make Mr. Powell impressed.

Brooklyn cast a cold glance at the woman who was trying her best to flatter him, slightly creasing his brows.

“Which studio is Anna in?”

“She’s in the studio next to the molecular lab,” answered the deputy manager politely.

Brooklyn slightly nodded, walking in the direction where she pointed at.

For a moment, all employees in the perfume department couldn’t help wondering if Brooklyn was indeed unhappy with Anna, the newly promoted manager.

“Shall we go check on them?” someone suggested.

“Just leave Mr. Powell in peace. Once he found it, we would be fired.”

Brooklyn glanced at them, twisted the doorknob gently, pushed the door open, and entered. The next second, he locked the door, leaving those nosy employees no chance to peep.

People who wanted to see what would happen next all fell into silence.

In the door, Diana seemed not to hear the sounds of opening and closing the door.

She was gazing at the test tube in her hands with full concentration. On her left hand, there were carefully categorized spices.

In order to blend, she coiled up her black hair, revealing her slender neck, quite enchanting.

With both his hands in the pockets, Brooklyn leaned against the door lazily, waiting for the woman at work to finally notice his appearance.

However, much to his surprise, after more than ten minutes, she still didn’t.

Brooklyn frowned slightly and coughed.

blinked, wondering if someone else had come

raised her head and looked around, finally noticing

Powell. When did you come in?” asked Diana. She hadn’t noticed

Brooklyn snorted indifferently.

been here for over ten minutes, but the woman didn’t know it

hands. She was always concentrated when

the outside, which was

you?” Diana walked to him. Since she was blending for a long time, the

didn’t feel disgusted at all. His deep gaze fell on the red mole

was light red, not

as she also had such a light red

gaze, his thin lips apart. “Anna, you are not good at managing

plat but sounded cold. Obviously,

get annoyed. She nodded. “Yep. Those people outside the studio always are waiting for me to make mistakes. Mr. Powell, when you were outside

and took off the white gown, revealing her

a

tight-fitting shirt under the

off the suit jacket

off the white gown just now, her figure

aside gracefully and poured herself a cup of tea. Like a hostess, she raised the cup to

you like a cup of

She blinked at him.

poured another cup and handed it over to

sip. “Mr. Powell, are you worried that I can’t deal with those employees outside? You are afraid that someone would set me up again like what Ashley has done, aren’t

voice was soft, sounding as if she

heard

surprised that you care about me so much.” Diana put down her teacup. She slightly cast

another man in such a

to this temptress-liked woman. He lowered his head and took a sip of

He immediately frowned.

tasted

Diana giggled.

he frowned, Diana could guess that the man disliked the tea very

a good tea, just an ordinary Kudingcha, which

face was