Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife novel Chapter 45

The Hills were holding the private party in one of the most well-known hotel in all of Sliwell.

Several black limousines were parked right at the entrance, and bodyguards poured out of the cars. After scanning the surrounding carefully, they headed to the one in the middle, “Mr. Powell, there isn’t anything of concern.”

The next second, a bodyguard opened the door of the car.

A leg clad in black long pants stepped out of the car, and the next second, his sculpted fingers extended to the interior of the car.

A very delicate and slithery hand clung itself to the man’s palm, and her porcelain white calf which had black high heels worn on her feet stepped out and lined up next to him.

Diana’s arm was lightly clung to Brooklyn’s arm and she was a little nervous at the moment. She asked in a hushed tone, “Mr. Powell, am I doing okay now?”

Brooklyn glanced sideways at Diana’s little antics and he chuckled lightly.

Initially, he thought that with her mature disposition, she should have joined numerous night banquet.

But from the look of things now, it seemed that she had never attended a business setting with any man before this.

The Hills didn’t defy their own reputation as one of the largest clothing brand manufacturer in the world. Those who appeared at this banquet were familiar faces whom Diana recognized and they were very active in the fashion industry of Sliwell.

She continued to hold on to Brooklyn’s arm as she maintained a smile.

The moment she stepped into the banquet hall, she could feel piercing and scrutinizing gazes being cast at her.

“Mr. Powell, long time no see.” A middle-aged man raised his glass of wine as he walked towards Brooklyn.

He seemed to fake an astonished look when he looked at Diana. His gaze was greedily searching her too.

This woman was so breath-taking. It was no wonder the president of the Powell Group would bring her along.

“I heard that the auspicious matter between you and the young lady of the Moss family is approaching. So why would you have such a beauty on your arm at this juncture? Aren’t you afraid that your missus would be jealous when she learns of this? I even know that the two of you have been living together now!”

The middle-aged man was babbling nonchalantly, but he was actually disclosing the fact that Brooklyn already had a fiancée.

Diana was a little speechless.

The middle-aged men nowadays were seemingly running out of means to hit on girls.

“You’re Mr. Barton, am I right?” Diana allowed herself a demure smile as she let go of Brooklyn’s arm.

Albert Barton flashed a greedy smile when he heard that.

Did he have a chance here?

He was greedily taking in the sight of Diana and he couldn’t help making a swallowing motion.

“Ms. Miller, why not we have a little conversation elsewhere?”

“I don’t think that’s necessary.” Diana rejected him politely while she cursed at him in her heart. Was it appropriate of him to blatantly seek something that should belong to Brooklyn? Was he not afraid that Brooklyn would punish him for that?

Brooklyn’s face was hardened as one of his hand was still in his pocket. He was watching Diana’s antics.

“Mr. Barton, perhaps you have some misunderstanding here. Firstly, I am not Mr. Powell’s woman. I am just his employee who comes to accompany him to participate in a night banquet.” As Diana said that, she raised her hand and pointed at Harper who was not far away, “Do you see him? That’s my colleague. We are here to tag along Mr. Powell on this business trip. It’s just that as a woman, I pair well with Mr. Powell at this occasion. This is a banquet after all, and don’t you think it’s unbecoming for that male colleague to wrap his arms around Mr. Powell’s, do you?”

Brooklyn, “…”

He flipped his eyelids and peeked at Harper who was not far away and he let out a cold chuckle.