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

a countryside girl. How could he have a thing to her? This was the best. Three months later, they would not owe each other and cancel the engagement peacefully. She could also have reasonable explanations

in a good mood and rushed to the company. As soon

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

idea what Susie was going to do

secretary department for a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.” As Teresa told Melissa her promotion, a faint trace of jealousy flashed

the documents to Melissa. “These are the documents of the project. Read it

them. “Okay.” She turned around

at Melissa’s back, Susie was more

this morning, Murray

her project effortlessly? Just because

Susie received a message. “How’d you go with the

“Ms. Yale, don’t worry. I will make her

She couldn’t wait anymore. At Archer’s banquet, Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and disgraced Adela in

gloomy. She thought, Just

several series of jewelry for the next season. Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had to do was follow up on the progress. It was a piece of cake for

all her stuff had been moved to the servant room

Melissa was.speechless,

in her high heels with a smug smiled, “I asked the servants to move it. Do you have

people’s stuff without consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed

bumpkin. We kindly took you in and gave you food and clothes. Even if you live in a servant’s room, I guess it will be way better than your countryside house. If

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

Murray, just off work and

me of stealing.

facepalmed Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She moved my stuff without my

from

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

his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If Marc knew this, he would be

Murray told the servants, but before he could finish his words,

with the nightmare-like memory of last night

in her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would

a moment and suggested, “You

mind staying anywhere. Either the guest room or the servant room is the same for her. More