Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife
Chapter 37: Helen of Troy
Since Madame Powell was able to investigate Diana’s background, it was not difficult to get her mobile number.
Diana was busy at the studio when Madame Powell called.
She frowned seeing an unknown number on display.
“Hello, may I know who are you?”
An elegant and serious tone was heard after few seconds of silence.
“Are you Anna?”
The other party spoke coldly.
All women from wealthy family liked using this tone, her mother was no different. Though she didn’t have much of memories, that woman spoke with this tone too.
Diana smiled mockingly and replied, “Yes, I am Anna, may I know who is speaking?”
The other end let out a cold groan and introduced herself. “I’m Brooklyn Powell’s mother.”
This put a smile on Diana’s face.
So, she wanted to show her some colors?
Brooklyn’s mother called because she learned that she was sharing an office with Brooklyn.
It was not Brooklyn that told his mother, it must be Mirabelle then.
Diana answered lightly with an “Oh” and continued, “So it’s Mr. Powell’s mother. How are you? May I know the reason you called?”
Madame Powell leaned on the sofa leisurely and raised her eyebrow.
This lady didn’t even sound scared.
“You know who am I but gave a response like this?
should I responded, Madame Powell?” It was a joke to
had no desire to marry into the
was nothing but a mother
Brooklyn fired her under Madame Powell’s pressure, it was only the Powell Group that would
to buy her perfumes, Powell Group was not the
lipstick on moved. “You are my superior’s mother, not my mother! We are all human, none is above the
fainted out of
calmed herself down and said elegantly, “I want to meet you, I will send
serious, “You investigated
are my son’s assistant, of course, I need to investigate you. I learned that you are living with your two children in an apartment? Nothing serious, I just wish to know a little about you. Perhaps I should tell you that the Powell Group owns part of
Powell
anyone, I just want to tell
and handed the phone to the housekeeper.
it now?”
“It’s half-past three,
nodded, “I guess he should
the
have many friends. Who would come
door and saw a stranger man through
black suit with sunglasses
pouted his lips and ran towards Diana’s studio, “Mommy, there’s a stranger
in the high-end apartment was tight,
Unless…
who wanted to enter was from high authority
in her hand, she patted on Austin’s head, “Go play with your sister, I’ll have a look, don’t worry, it should be my colleague.”
to the door with
Powell’s driver, I guess you spoke
told her
of seconds and put it back into her pocket. She crossed her arms and asked, “What if
“Please don’t put me in a difficult situation. You don’t have many friends in Sliwell City, don’t you? Mr. Powell is having a conference call now, he has no time for you. I believe you are smart enough
she wasn’t afraid
to her despite disliking her to the core.