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

raised her head and looked around,

in?” asked Diana. She hadn’t noticed

Brooklyn snorted indifferently.

had been here for over ten minutes, but the

put down the test tube in her hands. She was always concentrated when blending, often

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

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

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

light

as she also had such a light red mole

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

Obviously, he found his kicks when

“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 to

took off the white gown, revealing her curved

would wear a suit when

a tight-fitting shirt

blending, she always took off the suit jacket before putting

took off the white gown just now, her

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

you like a cup of

She blinked at him.

Brooklyn’s response, she poured another cup and handed it

lowered her head and took a sip. “Mr. Powell, are you worried that I can’t deal with those employees

sounding as if she was deliberately flirting

second, Brooklyn heard clear and

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

such a way, the man would probably become

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

He immediately frowned.

tasted so

Diana giggled.

guess that the man disliked

just an ordinary Kudingcha, which could

face was