Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Chapter 64 Too Good at Improving Sleep That Mr. Powell Overslept

The news about multiple perfumers from the perfume department losing to Diana Moss spread throughout the entire company.

The rumors and discussions about Diana spread all over.

Many people in the Powell Group thought that she was just a woman who used her beauty to get promoted. Otherwise, how could she become Mr. Powell’s assistant without going through a formal interview? She even became the supervisor of the perfume department and the head perfumer of the company.

No one knew that she was very competent even though she actually helped the Powell Group partner up with the Hillvie Group before.

Yet, after this incident—

Every employee in the Powell Group dared not to look down on this pretty female assistant anymore.

Diana had just arrived at the company. As usual, she bought a bottle of canned coffee from the vending machine and rested for a while in the lounge area.

“Anna, are you free right now?”

Diana was opening the can. Her fingers subtly paused for a second, then she immediately raised her eyes.

It was actually Stella.

Diana was a bit surprised.

“I’m free. What’s wrong?”

She could understand that Stella wasn’t convinced.

Although Stella wasn’t convinced after she lost to her yesterday, she didn’t make things difficult for her.

There were a lot of perfumers that were not as talented as Diana in formulating perfumes. She would definitely not be able to handle it if every one of them picked a fight with her after they lost to her.

So as long as she didn’t pick a fight with her upfront, Diana didn’t bother to care about her at all.

Stella bitterly smiled. She looked a little awkward.

A few days ago, she was still hoping that she could kick the woman in front of her away.

After all, she knew the abilities of the other perfumers within the company very well. None of them could be her opponent. Anna was the only one that really threatened her.

yesterday completely woke Stella

the gap between her and Anna in a short

no one in Sliwell City could

brazen behavior before,” Stella politely bowed towards Diana. She only raised her head after a few seconds. Then, she looked at Diana sincerely, “I was too arrogant before. I

was thinking a

out that Stella came to

hands as she was faced with Stella’s guilty eyes. She blinked quickly and said, “Stella, you don’t have to be nervous. What happened in the past is already in the past. If you want to become the head perfumer, there would come a time when I’ll leave the Powell Group. When the time comes, no one will be more

and

and looked at Stella again. Then, she subtly smiled, “I’m not interested in anything else other than perfume. You don’t have

Diana returned to the office

the workaholic Brooklyn Powell actually

towards the side of the window and

was blue

most expensive place in the financial district of Sliwell

tongue and helped water the bonsai in the room. Then, she lay on the table

half past eight. Usually, by this time, he should be sitting in the office discussing company decisions

too unusual

her phone and sent Harper

to Mr. Powell

phone vibrated a

will arrive late today. Clean up the office first and don’t forget to water

that Brooklyn would actually

silently put her phone away, glanced at the flourishing bonsai, and lay on the

did you give Mr. Powell a bottle

how did you know about that?” Diana tapped on

with his everyday routine. However, your perfume was too good at improving sleep and relaxation. After he

She wasn’t able to hold it back, so she almost spat

put his phone back into his pockets and respectfully stood in the living room as he waited for Brooklyn to

living room and silently drank tea in

maids after waking up in the morning that

Mirabelle’s face was

Brooklyn allowed her to

first time Mirabelle saw Brooklyn sleep soundly due to someone else’s perfume after she moved into

with on WeChat a while ago?” Mirabelle pretended to be casual and glanced

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