Mrs. Gibson, Your Identily Is Exposed

Chapter 25 Move to the Guest Room

Murray’s eyes raked Melissa’s body.

Melissa blushed. “You asshole.”

She jumped to kick his ball but he flinched right away. “Don’t worry, I’m not crazy about you. You are not my type.”

What? Melissa was pissed off. She was never treated like this before.

“Screw you!” Melissa rolled her eyes at him.

She was like an angry rabbit. Murray nearly busted out of laugh before leaving a word. “I’m going to the study room.”

Then he turned around and left. Whereas, Murray’s mind was filled with the beautiful sexy body of Melissa. Graceful and pretty, smart and confident, neither servile nor overbearing.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t the one he was looking for. The scene when he was 13 appeared before his eyes once more…

*Flashback*

“Your hand is injured. Let me bandage it.” The girl who said this was a few years younger than Murray. She wore a ponytail and had a handkerchief in her hand. She bandaged Murray and tied a beautiful bow on it.

“Does it still hurt?” The girl looked up, with her beautiful eyes flashing.

“No. Don’t be afraid, Lily. We will be saved!” Murray held her in his arms, smiling with determination.

**

His thoughts drifted away. Murray opened the drawer and took out a faded handkerchief. He looked at it for a long time.

His Lily, how was she now?

The next morning, when Melissa woke up, there was no one in the room. Did Murray spend the entire night in the study room?

Melissa rubbed her temples. She seemed to misunderstand him seen

he have a thing to her? This was the best. Three months later, they would not owe each other and cancel the engagement peacefully.

was in a good mood and rushed to the company. As soon as she arrived,

Susie. Previously, Susie had made lots of trouble, which was

idea what Susie was going to do this time. Was she brewing some big tricks

department for a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.”

the documents to Melissa. “These are the documents

the documents, glancing at them. “Okay.” She turned around and

at Melissa’s back, Susie

up on that project. But this morning, Murray called her over and asked her to pass the project to

her project effortlessly? Just because she was

received a message. “How’d you go with the thing I told you?” It was from

a second and quickly replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t worry.

banquet, Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and disgraced

She thought,

documents for the whole day. The Gibson Corporation would launch several series of jewelry for the next season. Almost all designers had

her stuff had been

my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

heels with a smug smiled, “I asked the servants to move it.

teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over

and clothes. Even if you live in a servant’s room, I guess it will be way better than your countryside house. If you don’t want

Melissa glared at Claire as if she was looking at an idiot. These were her grandfather’s customized leather suitcases made by an Ostacre master. The design, workmanship, and material were all world-class. However, Claire said they were lousy? Melissa thought that Claire was so blind to tell the good from

wrong?” Murray, just off work and back home,

“I kindly helped her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have no reasons to take her boxes away. Even a beggar wouldn’t want those boxes if throwing

“Murray, you heard it. She moved my stuff

his brows. He pulled his arm back from Claire before questioning her, “Claire, did you

she felt Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray, I did nothing wrong. This is

nodded. He knew that his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a

the servants, but before

nightmare-like memory of

eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit?

thought for a moment and suggested,

anywhere. Either the guest room or the servant room is the same for her. More importantly, she didn’t want to stay in Murray’s room anymore. It would be embarrassing if something like last night