Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Chapter 59: Red Small Mole on the Back of Her Neck

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

her head and looked around,

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

Brooklyn snorted indifferently.

been here for over ten minutes,

her hands. She was always concentrated when blending, often forgetting to eat or

the studio from the outside, which

down to the perfume department? You seldom come here, don’t you?” Diana walked to him. Since

His deep gaze fell on the red

light

ago, as she also had

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

tone was plat but sounded cold. Obviously, he

to make mistakes. Mr. Powell, when you were

off the white gown, revealing her curved

a suit when coming to

tight-fitting shirt

took off the suit jacket

white gown just now, her figure that wasn’t

walked aside gracefully and poured herself a cup of tea. Like a hostess,

would you like a cup of

She blinked at him.

cup and handed

a sip. “Mr. Powell, are you worried that I can’t deal with those employees outside?

as if she was deliberately flirting

heard clear

much.” Diana put down her teacup. She slightly cast a glance at

at another man in such a

already been used to this temptress-liked woman. He lowered his head and took a sip of the tea made

He immediately frowned.

tea tasted

Diana giggled.

guess that the man disliked

Kudingcha, which could release the heat of your

face was

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