Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife novel Chapter 29

Diana’s hands that were replying to the email paused for a second. Her lips slightly twitched.

“Be careful of being discovered by your father. How come the network security team of the Powell Group cannot even discover you, what the hell…”

Austin snorted, “The programmers of the Powell Group are much worse than me. By the way, Mom, if you’re trying to get back at that bad woman, why do you help Dad facilitate the cooperation with Mr. and Mrs. Hill? It will be a problem for you if the Powell Group cooperates with the world’s largest clothing brand.”

“How do you know I want to get back at Mirabelle!” Diana was having a guilty conscience. Even if Austin was really smart, he would not be able to guess what she was thinking, right!

Austin glanced at his mother and shook his head like an adult, “Mom, you previously wrote the plan on the computer and the password you set is too simple. I can directly guess it without even having to do password cracking.”

Diana was speechless.

Austin had a cool personality but when he spoke, he could piss her off. Whose genetic heritage was he having!

“There are some parts of that plan that don’t make sense. I’ve also modified it for Mom, remember to follow the plan I modified for you when the time comes.”

Diana pretended to be fierce and looked at her precious son with her widened eyes, “Next time, don’t look at Mom’s computer without my permission! Especially the encrypted files!”

Austin’s cute face curled into a smile.

That was not possible. In order to protect his mother, he had to keep an eye on his father and that bad woman.

Diana’s phone vibrated.

She picked up her phone, unlocked it and opened WeChat.

“For the private dinner on Saturday, remember to wear a gown, don’t wear a suit.”

After a second.

“Do you have a gown?”

Diana laughed in anger.

As an international first-class perfumer, she had participated in more than 300 fashion shows and various celebrity dinners.

How would she not know what to wear for a private dinner!

Was the man by the name of Brooklyn thinking that she did not know anything other than her job.

Diana was so angry that her fingers quickly tapped her phone and replied, “Mr. Powell, don’t worry, I won’t put you in disgrace!”

After replying, Diana turned the phone off and threw it to the side.

“Mom, was it Dad who just sent you a message in WeChat?” Austin asked without raising his head.

“How do you know this?”

Could it be that her precious son was not only a genius but also a prophet.

Austin shrugged his shoulders and replied, “The only person who can make you so angry is no one else buy my dad.”

In Brooklyn’s private villa.

The moonlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling glass window into the house and fell on the man lying on the sofa.

Brooklyn looked at the phone in his hand and his lips slightly curled, “I’ll wait and see.”

He replied.

…

3 p.m. on Saturday.

Diana put on delicate makeup and her seaweed-like long hair was tied, revealing a delicate and slender neck.

“Mom won’t come back for dinner tonight. Mom has helped you two to order take-out, remember to eat.”

Diana bent her body and patiently exhorted Austin and Emily.

“I know. Mom, don’t worry, go to work.” Emily nodded understandingly.

Relieved, Diana picked up her handbag while carrying a delicate satchel bag and left after opening the door.

Just as she stepped out of the apartment elevator, she saw Harper waiting outside.