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.

However, the competition yesterday completely woke Stella up.

There wasn’t even any way for her to close the gap between her and Anna in a short amount of time.

Perhaps, no one in Sliwell City could beat Anna’s talent in formulating perfumes.

“Anna, I’d like to apologize for my 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 thought that other than my teacher, no one could be more suitable to be the head perfumer than me …”

Diana quickly was thinking a lot her mind.

It turned out that Stella came to apologize to her.

Diana waved her 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 suitable for this position than you.”

Diana lowered her head and took a sip of coffee.

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

Then, Diana returned to the office and put her bag aside.

Strange enough, the workaholic Brooklyn Powell actually didn’t come to the company early today.

Diana walked towards the side of the window and opened the curtains.

Looking down, the river was blue and the river-view looked prosperous.

No wonder this was the most expensive place in the financial district of Sliwell City.

Diana silently clicked her tongue and helped water the bonsai in the room. Then, she lay on the table after she cleaned her own office desk.

It was already half past eight. Usually, by this time, he should be sitting in the office discussing company decisions with the top management already.

It was too unusual today.

Diana looked at her phone and sent Harper Gibson a message on WeChat.

“What happened to Mr. Powell today?”

Her phone vibrated a few seconds later.

Harper replied, “Anna, Mr. Powell will arrive late today. Clean up the office first and don’t forget to water the bonsai in the office.”

It was really unbelievable that Brooklyn would actually be late!

Diana silently put her phone away, glanced at the flourishing bonsai, and lay on the table again.

After a while, Harper sent another WeChat message, “Anna, did you give Mr. Powell a bottle of perfume yesterday?”

“Yeah, how did you know about that?” Diana tapped on the phone curiously.

“So that’s why! Mr. Powell had no problems with his everyday routine. However, your perfume was too good at improving sleep and relaxation. After he used your perfume yesterday, he unexpectedly overslept today!”

“Ptooey—” Diana just took a sip of water. She wasn’t able to hold it back, so she almost spat it out.

Meanwhile, Harper put his phone back into his pockets and respectfully stood in the living room as he waited for Brooklyn to finish eating his breakfast.

Mirabelle Moss sat in the living room and silently drank tea in a white dress.

She learned from the maids after waking up in the morning that Brooklyn rarely but actually overslept.

The look on Mirabelle’s face was not good.

Even when Brooklyn allowed her to sleep with him, he never overslept.

This was the first time Mirabelle saw Brooklyn sleep soundly due to someone else’s perfume after she moved into Brooklyn’s villa.

“Harper, who are you chatting with on WeChat a while ago?” Mirabelle pretended to be casual and glanced at Harper.

Harper lightly smiled, “Ms. Moss, it was a colleague who was asking about work a while ago.”

“Oh?” Mirabelle held her tea cup up and lightly lifted the lid. Then, she lowered her head to take a sip of the creamy tea, “Harper, you’re really committed to Brooklyn. Do you know that the reason Brooklyn overslept today was due to a bottle of perfume? Do you know who gifted it to Brooklyn?”

Harper quickly collected his thoughts and immediately said, “Ms. Moss, I don’t know about that anymore since that is Mr. Powell’s private matter.”

Mirabelle coldly snorted.

You didn’t know?

As Brooklyn’s assistant and personal secretary, he spent more time every day with Brooklyn than her. If he didn’t know, who else on earth would know? Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Mirabelle put on a fake smile and asked the maids to bring another plate of macarons.

She changed her posture and stared at Harper attentively.

“Harper, I don’t want to hear any lies. Was the perfume gifted to Brooklyn by Anna?”

A hint of vigilance quickly flashed across Harper’s face.

As the heiress of the Moss Group, it was true that Mirabelle and Mr. Powell had a marriage contract.

However, it was also true that Mr. Powell didn’t have any feelings for Mirabelle.

Every time Mirabelle spent a huge amount of money for the media to report on her marriage with Mr. Powell, Mr. Powell would immediately ask the media to take it down.

Harper was a smart person. He knew exactly what to say and what not to say.

“I’m not sure about that anymore, Ms. Moss. Why don’t you ask Mr. Powell yourself?”

“What are you going to ask me?” A pleasant low male voice sounded in the living room.

Brooklyn wore a black custom handmade suit with a navy blue jacquard necktie.

A hint of impatience coldly flashed across his handsome face. He glanced at Mirabelle who was worming out of his assistant. Then, he slightly raised his brows and asked again, “What do you want to ask me?”

Mirabelle was instantly stumped.

How could she tell Brooklyn her own guess?

If she told Brooklyn, wouldn’t that mean that she was openly saying that she was jealous of Anna?

She didn’t want to leave a jealous image in Brooklyn’s mind!