Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife novel Chapter 59

Upon noticing Mr. Powell’s expression change, others guessed that probably he wasn’t happy with Ms. Miller.

The deputy manager wasn’t sure and she dared not to speak more. “Mr. Powell, may I go to call Ms. Miller over now?”

She thought that after Ashley quit, she would become the manager naturally as Ashley’s student.

However, suddenly Anna was promoted to replace Ashley, which completely ruined her plan.

If Mr. Powell wasn’t happy with Ms. Miller, by taking this chance, the deputy manager could not only kick Anna out but also make Mr. Powell impressed.

Brooklyn cast a cold glance at the woman who was trying her best to flatter him, slightly creasing his brows.

“Which studio is Anna in?”

“She’s in the studio next to the molecular lab,” answered the deputy manager politely.

Brooklyn slightly nodded, walking in the direction where she pointed at.

For a moment, all employees in the perfume department couldn’t help wondering if Brooklyn was indeed unhappy with Anna, the newly promoted manager.

“Shall we go check on them?” someone suggested.

“Just leave Mr. Powell in peace. Once he found it, we would be fired.”

Brooklyn glanced at them, twisted the doorknob gently, pushed the door open, and entered. The next second, he locked the door, leaving those nosy employees no chance to peep.

People who wanted to see what would happen next all fell into silence.

In the door, Diana seemed not to hear the sounds of opening and closing the door.

She was gazing at the test tube in her hands with full concentration. On her left hand, there were carefully categorized spices.

In order to blend, she coiled up her black hair, revealing her slender neck, quite enchanting.

With both his hands in the pockets, Brooklyn leaned against the door lazily, waiting for the woman at work to finally notice his appearance.

However, much to his surprise, after more than ten minutes, she still didn’t.

Brooklyn frowned slightly and coughed.

Diana blinked, wondering if someone else had come in.

She raised her head and looked around, finally noticing Brooklyn.

“Hi, Mr. Powell. When did you come in?” asked Diana. She hadn’t noticed it at all.

Brooklyn snorted indifferently.

He had been here for over ten minutes, but the woman didn’t know it at all.

Diana put down the test tube in her hands. She was always concentrated when blending, often forgetting to eat or sleep.

He just came into the studio from the outside, which was quite hard to distract her attention.

“Mr. Powell, what brought you down to the perfume department? You seldom come here, don’t you?” Diana walked to him. Since she was blending for a long time, the fragrance from her body overwhelmed him.

Brooklyn, who was extremely sensitive to the fragrance, didn’t feel disgusted at all. His deep gaze fell on the red mole on the side of Diana’s slender neck.

It was light red, not dark.

However, it reminded him of the woman six years ago, as she also had such a light red mole on her neck.

Brooklyn withdrew his gaze, his thin lips apart. “Anna, you are not good at managing your subordinates.”

His tone was plat but sounded cold. Obviously, he found his kicks when discovering it.

Diana didn’t get annoyed. She nodded. “Yep. Those people outside the studio always are waiting for me to make mistakes. Mr. Powell, when you were outside with them just now, I’m afraid they have already started to wonder how you are going to fire me.”

Diana stretched and took off the white gown, revealing her curved figure under it.

Usually, Diana would wear a suit when coming to work.

She also wore a tight-fitting shirt under the suit jacket.

For blending, she always took off the suit jacket before putting on the white gown.

After she took off the white gown just now, her figure that wasn’t often revealed was exposed immediately.