Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife novel Chapter 37

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?

“How should I responded, Madame Powell?” It was a joke to Diana.

Unlike Mirabelle, she had no desire to marry into the Powell family.

Madame Powell was nothing but a mother of her superior, an ordinary elderly.

They were in the same position, if Brooklyn fired her under Madame Powell’s pressure, it was only the Powell Group that would experience loss.

Many companies were lining up to buy her perfumes, Powell Group was not the only one!

Diana’s pinkish lips without any lipstick on moved. “You are my superior’s mother, not my mother! We are all human, none is above the other. Madame Powell, please do tell me why did you call.”

Madame Powell almost fainted out of anger.

She calmed herself down and said elegantly, “I want to meet you, I will send someone to fetch you later.”

Diana turned serious, “You investigated me?”

Madame Powell smiled. “You 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 the shares of the school your children are attending. You get what I mean?”

“Is Madame Powell threatening me?”

“No, I never threatened anyone, I just want to tell you that I want to meet you.”

Madame Powell hung up soon after and handed the phone to the housekeeper.

“What time is it now?” She asked.

The housekeeper replied, “It’s half-past three, Madame.”

She nodded, “I guess he should be there already.”

In the meantime, someone rang the bell at Diana’s apartment.