Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife

Diana purposely did not use perfume today.

'The Necklace' must be in a clean space to be able to show its best essence. So, the fewer people used perfume, the better.

In order to prevent Brooklyn from using the male perfume, Diana deliberately sent several WeChat messages to remind him, "Mr. Powell, you must not use male perfume! Remember!"

Brooklyn thought she was annoying so he directly blacklisted her.

Nevertheless, as Diana was extremely close to Brooklyn, the faint fragrance of lilies on her body was still easily smelled by Brooklyn.

Brooklyn's handsome face darkened after hearing Diana's words that were apparently flirtatious.

Play hard to get?

What nonsense was this woman thinking every day.

When he was about to turn around, the door of the box was opened. When Harper was just about to speak, he heard Diana's shocking words, "If Mr. Powell isn't playing hard to get, then is it that you're really interested in me?"

"Titter..." Harper did not hold back and almost spat blood.

Ms. Miller was indeed too bold!

What did she just say? Mr. Powell was playing hard to get?

Even if everyone in the world knew how to play hard to get, perhaps Mr. Powell also would not...

Diana blinked, turned her eyes away and glanced at Harper. Then, she revealed a pleasant smile, "Harper, don't think too much, I was just joking with Mr. Powell."

Finished speaking, she winked at Brooklyn coquettishly.

Who let him say that her perfect makeup and outfit were only acceptable!

Harper got goosebumps.

If another woman dared to talk to Mr. Powell like this, perhaps she would have been sacked long ago!

He boldly glanced at Brooklyn. On Brooklyn's face, there was nothing but gloom and there was no other unnecessary look.

Alas, it seemed that Mr. Powell was still very forgiving to Ms. Miller.

"Mr. Powell, Mr. and Mrs. Hill have arrived."

Brooklyn slightly regained his presence of mind and glanced coldly at Diana who was acting crazily just now. His thin lips opened, "Let's go."

Diana smiled at him and leisurely walked to his side. She asked with a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, "Mr. Powell, do you think that I need to lock your arm in mine?" Brooklyn coldly glanced at Diana's smiling face, "Not a chance."

Diana's lips maintained a perfect smile.

She had apparently accidentally plucked the lion's whiskers and infuriated the sleeping lion?

It was the first time for Mr. and Mrs. Hill to come to Sliwell City.

They had a lot of interest in TS Restaurant which had an oriental traditional style.

As soon as they stepped into the restaurant, they were intrigued by the interior decoration of the restaurant. The two of them chatted while admiring it.

"Mr. Hill, Mrs. Hill, hello." Diana's sweet voice sounded decently at the end of their conversation.

Her bright eyes were like a crescent moon that slightly curved up with smiles.

Mrs. Hill's eyes widened slightly, "What an interesting oriental woman."

Finished speaking, she glanced at Diana and then looked at handsome Brooklyn beside her. Her hand gently covered her lips and she smiled.

Mr. Hill seemed to have guessed what was his wife thinking and he also could not help but smile.

He reached out his hand to Brooklyn, "Mr. Powell, thank you for the invitation, who is this?"

Diana glanced at Brooklyn and after getting his signal, she smiled and introduced herself politely and decently, "Mr. Hill, Mrs. Hill, my name is Anna. I'm Mr. Powell's subordinate, the perfumer of the Powell Group."

Mr. and Mrs. Hill took a look at each other and when they looked at Diana again, there was a hint of interest in their eyes.

As the owner of the world's largest clothing brand, many groups wanted to cooperate with them.

The Powell Group was among them.

However, Brooklyn was the first person who thought of using perfume to impress them.

He was a smart person, no wonder he could take over the Powell Group at such a young age.

"Anna, this name is somewhat familiar..." Mrs. Hill pondered slightly. She felt that she heard this name somewhere, but when was it exactly?

Mr. Hill could think of it first, "I heard that you've made an exclusive perfume for Alban in France."

Diana was slightly surprised in her mind.

When she made the perfume for Alban, she was still a perfumer with no fame.

Alban had a keen sense of smell in fashion and insisted that Diana could become a first-class perfumer and indeed, she did become a world-class perfumer.

It was a matter long ago but Mr. Hill surprisingly knew it?

Diana did not hide it and said with a smile, "Yes, when I was not yet famous, I made a perfume for Alban."

Mrs. Hill gently clapped, "Alban is a well-known designer of our company. His perfume was surprisingly made by Anna, then I'll be very interested in the work you bring over today." After coming to the box, Diana took out the glass bottle from her handbag and put it on the table.

It was just an ordinary glass bottle without any extra decoration. It was not even carved and just looked like a glass bottle that had no difference from the equipment in the laboratory!

A white card was placed underneath with the following in English, 'For Mr. and Mrs. Hill'.

It was a simple and clear style, which had a big difference from Diana's appearance.

The product designed by a charming and flamboyant woman was surprisingly as simple as this?

Mrs. Hill loved perfume so when she saw Diana took out this kind of perfume bottle, her eyes slightly flashed with surprise.

No one had ever given her such a simply designed perfume bottle.

Mrs. Hill gently opened the glass lid and sprayed it in the air.

In an instant, the surprise in her eyes became even more.

The top note was a light nectarine fruit fragrance. It was bold and creative.

It was the same fruity fragrance she loved when she was young.

She and Mrs. Hill met each other because of nectarines when they were young. They fell in love and then got married.

When they were young, the two of them planted many nectarine trees in their garden, which was to commemorate the beginning of their love.

The top notes of this perfume were not only with nectarine fragrance but were also having a light aroma of woody green leaves.

Mrs. Hill's eyes were slightly moist and her hand that was holding Mr. Hill's hand was shaking slightly.

After the top notes dissipated, there were a variety of floral and green apple fragrances. There were both light fragrances of lily and flavourful lily of the valley. Coupled with the warm spices, it was very wonderful.

The base notes were varied. In addition to the usual sandalwood and vanilla, there were also white musk and amber.

This was a perfume that contained the stories of their whole life.

From the passionate love when they were young to get to know each other and finally getting married and growing old together for the rest of their lives.

Mrs. Hill took a long time to refrain from the feelings brought by this perfume.

She took out a handkerchief from her bag and gently wiped the corner of her eyes.

The was silence in the box. Nobody made a sound.

Everyone knew that at this time, they should quietly enjoy the fragrance.

There was no need to use words to describe its wonderfulness.

As long as one smelled it, one would be intrigued by this perfume, attracted by it and even praised for it.

And this perfume was made by a woman who was only twenty years old!

After a long time, Mrs. Hill put down her handkerchief and raised her head to look at Diana.

"What is the name of this perfume?"

Diana's lips curled slightly, "The Necklace."00☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐