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.

wondering if someone else had come

her head and

did you come in?” asked Diana. She

Brooklyn snorted indifferently.

for over ten minutes, but the woman

tube in her hands. She was always concentrated when

just came into the studio from the outside, which was quite hard

walked to him. Since she was blending for a long time, the fragrance from

His deep gaze fell on

light red, not

the woman six years ago, as she also had such a light red mole

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

cold. Obviously, he

outside the studio always are waiting for me to make mistakes. Mr. Powell, when you were outside with them just now, I’m afraid they have already started to wonder how you are going to

and took off the white gown, revealing her curved figure under

would wear a suit

wore a tight-fitting shirt under the

always took off the suit jacket before putting on the white

the white gown just now, her

walked aside gracefully and poured herself a cup of tea.

Powell, would you like a

She blinked at him.

another cup and handed it over

can’t deal with those employees outside? You are afraid that someone would set me up again like what Ashley has done,

soft, sounding as if she

heard

Powell, I’m so surprised that you care about me so much.” Diana put down her teacup. She slightly cast a glance at him with her shiny eyes, looking quite

she glanced at another man in such a way,

lowered his head and took a sip

He immediately frowned.

tea tasted

Diana giggled.

that the man disliked

not a good tea, just an ordinary Kudingcha, which could release the heat of your inner

handsome face was