Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife
Chapter 48: Probe into Her Secret

There seemed to be the remnant fragrance of the red wine on the man's lips.

Dianna kissed him in a moment of impulse. But when she tasted Brooklyn's lips, her mind exploded. She thought that she was screwed. She had many ways to make an explanation, why did she choose the stupidest one?

Just as Brooklyn commented before, her kissing skill sucked as she never kissed the other man before.

All her kissing experiences were related to Brooklyn and he was always the dominant one.

This time, she took the initiative to kiss him. But she only had the guts, but not the experience.

She replayed the plots in romantic movies in her mind, yet this didn't cover her inexperience.

A trace of surprise flashed across Brooklyn's eyes, but it disappeared soon. He unbuckled Dianna's seat belt while at the same time unfastening his own seatbelt and then sat back onto the driver's seat with Dianna on his legs.

The lipstick on her lips had been half mudded off in the kiss just now.

And Brooklyn's lips were tinged with the lipstick.

Dianna's mind went blank.

Her current posture exposed a large part of the skin of her thighs.

The design of the evening dress fully exposed her pale skin.

With one hand on Dianna's waist, Brooklyn caressed his lips with the other hand.

As expected there was lipstick on his lips. He looked at the red lipsticks on his finger gloomily.

"Is this your answer?" His voice sounded low and husky. He looked up at the woman who had a red face due to embarrassment.

A touch of confusion flashed across Dianna's eyes. She then quickly realized that the man was asking about her purpose to stay by his side.

"Mr. Powell, the reason why I stay in the Powell Group is that..."

Before she could finish the words, Brooklyn slightly increased the force on her waist and then concealed her lips with his lips again.

The fragrance of the wine was gradually transmitted to her mouth and Dianna felt the oxygen in her lung was soon drained out.

The man's action was neither quick nor slow. It was as if he deliberately kissed her slowly so that it would give her time to adapt to it. When the kiss was over, Dianna felt dizzy and she only came to her sense after a long while.

This kiss lasted much longer than their first kiss and she almost forgot her original aspiration in the kiss.

Brooklyn licked away most of her lipsticks during the kiss and the original color of her lips was exposed.

Her pinky reds became red because of the kiss.

Dianna heartbeat was so quick and she still failed to calm down herself after a long while.

When she thought that Brooklyn would continue to ask her questions, the man's husky voice sounded in the car.

"How long are you going to stay on my legs?"

Dianna, "..."

She came back to the passenger seat and buckled up the seatbelt.

With his hands on the steering wheel, Brooklyn said in a flat tone, "I will not probe into the purpose why you join the Powell Group as long as you can develop a perfume that will have a good sales volume after its launch."

His voice was so calm as if he was not the one who kissed her just now.

Dianna looked out of the window and replied with a nasal sound nonchalantly.

"As for the matter of Mirabelle, I hope you won't intervene in it. I told you that as long as I'm present, I won't allow her to hurt you. If you're smart, you should evade having an argument with her."

The connotation was: What Dianna did in the evening party today was so foolish.

Dianna pressed her lips together. After a long while, she suddenly chuckled.

"Mr. Powell, I brought trouble to you in the evening party today. I'm sorry."

Mirabelle would pretend to be innocent to win others' sympathy. So could Dianna.

But it was true that she did make a trouble for Brooklyn today.

Brooklyn chuckled. He didn't say anything else.

According to Mirabelle's characteristics, she would not let go of this matter easily.

After Dianna got off the car, Brooklyn leaned against the chair. After a while, he clasped a cigarette between his fingers and lit it.

"Mr. Powell, Ms. Moss has arrived home." Harper reported to him in the phone, "Ms. Moss' face looks gloomy. Should I comfort her in case that she may complain to Madame Powell..." Brooklyn kept the cigarette in his mouth. After a long while of silence, there was some white smoke around his mouth.

"I don't want to see tonight's matter on the newspapers tomorrow."

"Yes."

Brooklyn lightly shivered his wrist to shake off the cigarette ash.

"Investigate her." The man spoke again, "Investigate how Mirabelle got my schedule tonight."

Harper was a bit stunned as his years of working experience made him quickly understand the connotation of Brooklyn's words.

"Mr. Powell, do you suspect that someone in the company disclosed your schedule to Ms. Moss before? This shouldn't happen. Only I and Anna know about your schedule... It seems like Anna doesn't have a good relationship with Ms. Moss, so it's impossible for her to disclose..."

Harper analyzed it, yet he suddenly paused as he was shocked.

"Mr. Powell, I didn't disclose your schedule to Ms. Moss!"

Brooklyn chuckled.

Only then did Harper realize that Brooklyn didn't suspect him.

"Mr. Powell, Anna plotted the matter tonight... I'm afraid that Ms. Moss will seek troubles for her later."

Harper didn't know how to comment Anna, maybe she knew nothing, so she felt nothing; or maybe she was so bold that she dared to offend anyone.

Although Mirabelle had always been gentle and generous in the public, she was still a lady from a noble family and she didn't look as simple as she was on the surface.

"Are you so worried of her?" Brooklyn asked in a cold voice.

After a short while of silence, Harper quickly shook his head, "I have no other improper thought on Anna. I worry about her because she's my colleague. Mr. Powell, please don't misunderstand this." Brooklyn's attitude towards Anna was quite different, so Harper didn't have the guts to compete for a woman with him!

Moreover, based on Anna's personality, few men could cope with it...

"She's not incapable." Brooklyn recalled that when he asked her the question, a touch of restlessness flashed across her eyes, yet she kissed him at the next moment.

Brooklyn curled his lips into a meaningful smile.

He was more curious about her secret.

When Dianna went back home, she turned on the light.

The lights in Austin and Emily's bedrooms had been turned off. Dianna guessed that they must have gone to bed.

Her gaze became soft. She took off her high heels and walked to the washroom.

The lipstick on her lips had been erased.

Brooklyn ate all the lipstick on her lips, wasn't him afraid of poisoning?

Dianna complained about Brooklyn in her heart. After washing herself, she came back to her bedroom.

She opened her laptop and prepared to work, but she uncontrollably recalled the scene in the car.

After a short while of silence, she closed her laptop.

She closed her eyes and leaned against the sofa.

The kiss with that man popped into her mind again.

She couldn't get rid of it!

Being annoyed, Dianna opened her eyes. Several minutes later, she picked up her phone and sent a WeChat message to Rachel.

"Rachel, can you investigate a person for me. Her name is Harley West. I hired a detective in Sliwell before and he found that Harley disappeared in Stratton Villa. I doubt that Harley's disappearance has something to do with the Moss family. No matter whether Harley is still alive or not, I have to replace out her whereabouts to repay the love and care I received from her in childhood.