Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife novel Chapter 40

Diana nodded in sorrow, “Mr. Gibson, I’ll go touch up.”

Harper agreed. A gorgeous lady should take care of her look at all times.

“Go on, there is something I need to report to Mr. Powell.”

Diana gave a thankful smile.

Harper watched Diana’s back, he thought for a while and walked towards Brooklyn’s office.

He knocked on the door lightly and entered the office after hearing a reply from his boss.

“Mr. Powell, your itineraries are well arranged.” Harper handed the schedules to the man behind the desk politely.

A long arm reached for the documents, swept a glance and put it aside.

Brooklyn then looked at Harper and frowned, “Anything else?”

Harper hesitated for a few minutes and told Brooklyn what he heard.

“Mr. Powell, I think Madame Powell gave Ms. Miller some hard times.”

Harper saw Brooklyn’s handsome face stiffened, he couldn’t help but swallowed his saliva.

Despite knowing that they were not closed but they were mother and son, but he was explaining on behalf of Ms. Miller, it sounded like he was trying to intersperse their relationship.

Brooklyn’s sights turned dark, he went into deep thoughts.

He then looked up and stared at Harper sharply.

“Why did she call Anna? Why didn’t I know?”

He said emotionlessly.

A woman that had never cared about him now wanted to intervene when a female appeared beside him?

Brooklyn smiled mockingly.

As far as he could remember, his mother rarely contacted him.

That woman would not even call him if it wasn’t necessary.

The last conversation they had was her urging him to marry Mirabelle as soon as possible.

It was obvious that Brooklyn despised Madame Powell, a few seconds later, he started to tap his fingers on the side of the desk. “When did she meet Anna? Anna told you?”

Harper nodded and explained what happened in the morning to him.

“Ms. Miller arrived slightly earlier than the punching time, so we chat for a little. She thought you were the one telling Madame Powell and had Madame invited her over to her home and humiliated her, she also said…”

Harper stopped for a while and didn’t dare to utter the word “seduce”.

“What did she want?” Brooklyn asked.

Harper took a deep breath, shut his eyes and said loudly, “Madame Powell said Ms. Miller wants to seduce you…”

Brooklyn remained silent for a few second and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.

Seduce?

Anna seduced him?

Judging by the way she kissed, not to mention seduce, that could even be her first kiss.

She was a woman who pretended to be mature but completely naïve inside.

Brooklyn closed his smiley lips tight, and the memory of Anna’s angry face, when she forced kissing him but turned out kissed by him, appeared in his mind.