Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife novel Chapter 41

Mrs. Powell didn’t have a good relationship with Brooklyn, but she knew very well her son’s weaknesses.

Even though Brooklyn’s feelings for Mirabelle was dwindling, and he didn’t want to heed her arrangements for marrying Mirabelle, the one who had saved him six years ago was none other than Mirabelle!

Furthermore, it was her who had dispatched numerous men from the Powell Group to look for Mirabelle’s whereabouts in Sliwell!

After Mrs. Powell had finished her words, there was silence lingering on the call.

She curled up her lips with a smug.

Anna probably didn’t know what had transpired six years ago.

Even though she was pretty and knew how to blend fragrances and coupled with Brooklyn’s indifferent attitude towards Mirabelle, that still wasn’t enough to just dismiss Mirabelle’s kindness towards him six years ago!

Brooklyn furrowed his brows solemnly.

His lips were pressed tight, and only after some time, opened his mouth, “I still remember what happened six years ago, but you shouldn’t do something like that right in front of my eyes. If something happens to Anna, I will direct my suspicion to you first things first, my dear mother.’

After saying that, Brooklyn hung up abruptly and tossed his phone aside.

Mrs. Powell’s initially smug face suddenly became hard.

She snorted coldly as she passed her phone which was ringing with a busy tone to her butler.

“That bratty and snotty Anna. So she has gone complaining to Brooklyn after suffering from me here? With her personality, what kind of hardship can she suffer here? I should be the one complaining about that! Throughout so many years, only she dared to speak to me like that!”

Mrs. Powell recalled what Diana had said that day, and her face was red with anger.

The butler noticed her ugly expression and immediately asked the butler what she wanted for breakfast.

“What I want for breakfast? I would be full just by being angry!” Mrs. Powell’s fury was just starting to escalate.

The reason Brooklyn was throwing the blame at her must be because of Anna, that bitch sucking up to him.

Not allowing her to do what she shouldn’t have done?

Sliwell is a big city, so no matter how great the reaches of her son’s power was, there must still be some blind spots.

Mrs. Powell retrieved her gaze and came up with a strategy amidst her reverie.

“Help me find out what is Brooklyn’s schedule lately. Find out the time that he is the busiest with work and let me know about it.”

“Roger, Mrs. Powell.” The butler replied obediently.

So she was using Brooklyn as her protective umbrella? How about when he was busiest? He wouldn’t have time to care for such a tiny assistant like you if he’s busy!

There was a flash of darkness in Mrs. Powell’s eyes.

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Diana touched up her make-up slightly in the dressing room, and after taking into account the time, she returned to the office.

She knocked lightly on the door and announced, “Mr. Powell, I am coming in.”

“Yes.”

When she pushed the door inwards, the man was already his usual self. He was staring at the computer monitor with an indifferent expression.

His handsome brows slowly became serene as he bit his lips lightly.

His dark eyes swept across Diana’s petite face, and he noticed the redness at the edge of her eyes.

It seemed that she was crying. What Harper was saying about her feeling indignant was true after all.

Nobody knew about Mrs. Powell’s means better than him.

Any women who could carry herself successfully in an affluent family were the type with cunning and unscrupulous ways.

Even her son himself was just a tool to maintain her status in the family.

When Brooklyn thought about her mother, a sense of disgust slowly unfolded on his face.