Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife novel Chapter 12

All men were the same, even those handsome ones!

If Brooklyn really dared to ask her to sleep with him, she would immediately leave this company. She had dozens more way to revenge Mirabelle even without Brooklyn.

Diana’s red lips evoked a sneer smile. She didn’t expect that her baby’s father was no different from those men outside, and he was also a lusted person.

Brooklyn raised his eyebrows and leaned back, his upper body sinking comfortably into the comfortable work chair.

He lazily looked at the woman in front of him, she wore a sexy and attractive make up, tall figured and had delicate curves.

When they first met, she was flirtatious and took the initiative to kiss him, as if she was trying to tell him that she was trying to seduce him.

But now, Diana’s sleepy eyes shone a wave of anger, and her white and tender cheeks were blushed in redness.

It was not because of shyness, but because of anger.

Interesting.

Brooklyn moved his thin lips and said, “Harper is right, my assistant really doesn’t need to accompany me to sleep.”

“Then why are you requesting me to rest with you?” Diana crossed her arms in front of her chest and thought that he meant something other than just resting together. She was not a three-year-old kid.

Brooklyn knew that she had misunderstood his words, but it was fun to tease her.

He pressed the remote control, the closed door in the office opened automatically, inside was a luxuriously decorated bedroom. There was a spacious and comfortable king size bed, transparent glass wine cabinet, a sofa, a closet, and everything a person needed. From the first glance, she knew he had been playing around with women during the usual days.

“Mr. Powell, I didn’t know that you, the person who made the Powell Group into the leading enterprise in China, are like every other man. I never thought that you’ll want to sleep with your female subordinates.”

Brooklyn raised his eyelids and looked at her from the top to the bottom.

A few seconds later, he got up and walked lazily to her front, “I’ll sleep on the bed, and you sleep on the sofa.”

Diana opened her eyes slightly, and she looked at the man who was looking at her from above in surprise.

He would sleep on the bed and she would sleep on the sofa?

What kind of game was this?

After admiring Diana’s stunned expression, Brooklyn lowered his eyes in satisfaction and flicked her forehead with his fingers, “That’s what I meant, I sleep on the bed and you, on the sofa. This is your punishment, if you couldn’t finish your task, you can’t go to the negotiation meeting with the Hill couple.”

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his long legs and walked towards the bedroom, leaving the dumbfounded Diana staring at his back.

When she came back to her senses, she went into the bedroom after him.

Next to the spacious white bed, there was a dressing stool, on which rests the suit and tie that Brooklyn just took off.

And on the sofa, which had some distance from the bed, placed a delicate soft pillow and a goose fur quilt.

Although it was a sofa, it was actually about the same size as a double bed, so it was enough for two people to lie down in it.

It seemed that Brooklyn asked her to accompany him to rest was merely just sleeping and not doing other things. Plus, they would sleep separately.

Although the request was strange, it did not cause her any substantial loss.

In addition, she did not rest well last night. It would be a good thing the grab this opportunity to catch some sleep.

Diana took off her high heels, lay on the sofa and covered herself with the quilt.

As she closed her eyes, she felt sleepy instantly, and soon enough, she felt asleep.

Brooklyn, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and looked toward the sofa.

Diana looked like an obedient and tame rabbit, sleeping sounded in her nest.