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

into his bed. In Murray’s mind, Melissa was just a countryside girl. How could he have a thing to her? This

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

looked at Susie. Previously, Susie had made lots of trouble,

to do this time. Was she brewing some

follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.” As Teresa

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

documents, glancing at them.

Melissa’s back, Susie was

up on that project. But this morning, Murray called

country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because she was

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

thought for a second and quickly replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t worry. I will make

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

gloomy. She

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

she got home from work, Melissa found that all her stuff

Melissa was.speechless, rubbing

smug smiled, “I asked the servants to move it. Do

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

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 you don’t

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

work and

aggrieved. “I kindly helped her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have no reasons to take her

“Murray, you heard it. She moved my

pulled his arm back from Claire before questioning her, “Claire, did

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

didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If Marc knew

the servants, but before he could finish

need.” Melissa refused, frowning with the nightmare-like memory

the disgust in her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would rather stay in a servant’s room than

expression darkened. He thought for a moment and suggested, “You

her. More importantly, she didn’t