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.

if someone else had come

raised her head and looked around, finally

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

Brooklyn snorted indifferently.

here for over ten minutes, but the

She was always concentrated when blending, often forgetting

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

the perfume department? You seldom come here, don’t you?” Diana walked to him. Since she was blending for a long

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

light red,

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

“Anna, you are not good

Obviously,

nodded. “Yep. Those people 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

the white gown, revealing her curved

would wear a suit when coming to

also wore a tight-fitting shirt under the suit

suit jacket

she took off the white gown just now, her figure that wasn’t often

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

would you like

She blinked at him.

another cup and handed it over

those employees outside? You are afraid that

as if

heard clear and

me so much.” Diana put down her

such a way, the man would probably become

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

He immediately frowned.

tea tasted

Diana giggled.

he frowned, Diana could guess that the man disliked the

a good tea, just an ordinary Kudingcha, which could release the heat of your

handsome face