Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Mrs. Powell didn’t have a good relationship with Brooklyn, but she knew very well her son’s weaknesses.

Even though Brooklyn’s feelings for Mirabelle was dwindling, and he didn’t want to heed her arrangements for marrying Mirabelle, the one who had saved him six years ago was none other than Mirabelle!

Furthermore, it was her who had dispatched numerous men from the Powell Group to look for Mirabelle’s whereabouts in Sliwell!

After Mrs. Powell had finished her words, there was silence lingering on the call.

She curled up her lips with a smug.

Anna probably didn’t know what had transpired six years ago.

Even though she was pretty and knew how to blend fragrances and coupled with Brooklyn’s indifferent attitude towards Mirabelle, that still wasn’t enough to just dismiss Mirabelle’s kindness towards him six years ago!

Brooklyn furrowed his brows solemnly.

His lips were pressed tight, and only after some time, opened his mouth, “I still remember what happened six years ago, but you shouldn’t do something like that right in front of my eyes. If something happens to Anna, I will direct my suspicion to you first things first, my dear mother.’

After saying that, Brooklyn hung up abruptly and tossed his phone aside.

Mrs. Powell’s initially smug face suddenly became hard.

She snorted coldly as she passed her phone which was ringing with a busy tone to her butler.

“That bratty and snotty Anna. So she has gone complaining to Brooklyn after suffering from me here? With her personality, what kind of hardship can she suffer here? I should be the one complaining about that! Throughout so many years, only she dared to speak to me like that!”

Mrs. Powell recalled what Diana had said that day, and her face was red with anger.

The butler noticed her ugly expression and immediately asked the butler what she wanted for breakfast.

“What I want for breakfast? I would be full just by being angry!” Mrs. Powell’s fury was just starting to escalate.

The reason Brooklyn was throwing the blame at her must be because of Anna, that bitch sucking up to him.

Not allowing her to do what she shouldn’t have done?

Sliwell is a big city, so no matter how great the reaches of her son’s power was, there must still be some blind spots.

up with a strategy

the time that he is the busiest

Powell.” The butler replied

Brooklyn as her protective umbrella? How about when he was busiest? He wouldn’t have time to care for such a tiny

of darkness in Mrs.

…

dressing room, and after taking into account the time, she returned

and announced, “Mr. Powell, I am

“Yes.”

she pushed the door inwards, the man was already his usual self. He

brows slowly became serene as he bit

Diana’s petite face, and he noticed the redness at the

that she was crying. What Harper was saying about her feeling indignant was true after

Powell’s

could carry herself successfully in an affluent family were the

her son himself was just a tool to maintain her status

sense of disgust

with a sound as melodic as a cello’s, “What are

Mr. Powell, this is the suit that I have

bag on his desk, “Can I leave it here? I have already washed and dried it. This is

closet.” Brooklyn retrieved his gaze as he

a moment before mumbling

the possibility of Harper disclosing

she could see that he was maintaining his composure very well.

couldn’t interpret anything from

putting

revealed a faint smile. She didn’t mind him teasing her at

aren’t wrong about that. Mr. Powell, you are the most pleasing sight among all the men I have laid eyes on. Otherwise, I wouldn’t bother to

playfully as her gaze

handsome artists and famous people, but there

a smile on his

to believe anything

suit back in Brooklyn’s personal closet and returned to the outer region to get back to her