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

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 the engagement

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

looked at Susie. Previously, Susie had made lots of trouble, which was meant to

to do

been in our secretary department for a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.” As Teresa told Melissa her promotion,

to Melissa. “These are the

at them. “Okay.” She turned

back, Susie was more

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

country bumpkin steal her project

a message. “How’d you go with

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

to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However,

She

for the next season. Almost all designers had finished the final design

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

Melissa

her high heels with a smug smiled, “I asked

consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest and leaned against the door

said mockingly, “Easy, girl, what you 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

an Ostacre master. The design,

just off work and back

accused me of stealing.

facepalmed Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She moved my stuff

his arm back from Claire before questioning her,

when she felt Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray, I did

knew that his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was

the servants, but before

need.” Melissa refused, frowning with the nightmare-like memory of last night popping into

suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would rather stay in a servant’s

He thought for a moment and suggested, “You then stay in the

shrugged. She didn’t mind staying 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