Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife novel Chapter 55

Ashley’s resignation caused quite a stir in the perfume business of Sliwell City.

Everyone in town knew that Ashley was the second perfumer below Mirabelle in town. They couldn’t help wondering what she had done to make Powell Group give up on her.

However, more people were more curious to know who would replace Ashley and become the manager of the perfume department.

Mirabelle’s finger swiped on the tablet. The more she read, the colder her eyes became.

In the end, she tossed the tablet aside.

Who else could replace Ashley? It must be Anna.

Nobody but Anna in Powell Group could replace Ashley to be the manager of the perfume department.

Mirabelle bit her bottom lip in anger.

Her title as the chief perfumer in Sliwell City wasn’t real, but she stole it from someone else.

She knew how capable Ashley was in blending, which was better than hers.

If Powell Group fired Ashley, Mirabelle must contribute to the perfume blending.

Thinking of that, Mirabelle had a cold light flashing through her eyes.

She picked up her cell phone. After thinking for a moment, she dialed a number.

“Still the rules before. Tell me who the current manager of the perfume department is.”

After a few minutes, the person on the other end of the line answered, “It should be Anna Miller.”

“Okay. As our agreement, I’ll transfer a million to your bank account.”

After hanging up the phone, Mirabelle tossed the cell phone onto her bed reluctantly.

As Brooklyn’s fiancée, she had suggested that she was capable to be the manager of the perfume department of Powell Group but was rejected by him on different excuses.

No matter how skilled Anna was in blending, she didn’t have any qualifications or background. Why would she be qualified to become the manager of the perfume department shortly after she had joined the company?

Late at night, Mirabelle didn’t sleep. She was sitting in the living room, waiting for Brooklyn.

The servants had tried so many times to convince her, but she refused.

The servants of Powell’s villa sighed, wondering what happened between Ms. Moss and Mr. Powell.

Mirabelle wrapped her coat tightly. She couldn’t help but trot to the garage to wait for him.

When she saw the black Bentley, a light flashed through her eyes.

However, the man sitting in the car seemed not to see her at all. The car was driven into the garage directly. When Brooklyn left the garage, he saw Mirabelle, who was waiting next to the garage, from the corner of her eyes.

He raised his brows slightly and asked in a cold tone, “Why are you here?”

Finishing his words, he put the car key into her pocket and walked to the villa.

Mirabelle followed him. “Brooklyn, I heard Ashley resigned today.”

Afraid that he was unhappy, she sounded quite timid and gentle.

The man hummed indifferently. “How did you know it?”

Cold sweat oozed on her back.

Brooklyn disgusted it the most when outsiders tried to spy on Powell Group’s business intelligence, and even Mirabelle wasn’t an exception.

Pressing her lips, she said in a gentle tone, “The media has released a lot of news about it. I read it not long ago. I’m a bit worried, so I came to wait for you at the garage.”

Although Mirabelle sounded honest, inwardly that was not her purpose.

Brooklyn paused his pace. Glancing at Mirabelle seriously and curling up his lip, he didn’t expose what was in her mind.

“It’s just a manager who resigned.” Brooklyn walked into the villa, loosened his necktie, and handed it over to the butler.

Mirabelle took the chance and recommended herself, “Brooklyn, I’m not busy with my work. If the company needs me, I can be the manager of the perfume department. My blending skill is higher than Ashley. In the future, we’ll get married sooner or later. I can get familiar with Powell Group...”