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

would play tricks to climb into his bed. In Murray’s mind, Melissa was just 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

mood and rushed to the company. As soon as

me?” Melissa looked at Susie. Previously, Susie had made lots

idea what Susie was going to do this

our secretary department for a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France

the documents to Melissa. “These are the

at them. “Okay.” She turned around and

back, Susie was

on that project. But this morning, Murray called her over and asked

country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because she was Murray’s

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

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

Melissa of stealing and drive

became gloomy. She thought,

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

Melissa found that all her stuff had been moved to the servant room on the

my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

smug smiled, “I asked the servants

teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest and leaned against the door frame, her expression

have are two lousy boxes. No wonder. You are a country 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 you

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

Murray, just off work

his arm and pretended to be aggrieved. “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 them on

you heard it. She moved my stuff without my

from Claire before questioning her, “Claire, did you move

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

Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If Marc

my room…” Murray told the servants, but before he could

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

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 then stay in

the guest room or the servant room is the same for her. More importantly, she didn’t