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

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

Melissa looked at Susie. Previously, Susie

Susie was going to do this time. Was she brewing

said, “Melissa, you have 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,

documents to Melissa. “These are the

the documents, glancing at them. “Okay.”

back,

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

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

you go with the

“Ms. Yale, don’t worry. I will make

stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and disgraced Adela in front of everyone.

gloomy. She thought,

Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had to do was follow up on the progress. It

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

stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing

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

That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms

“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

master. The design, workmanship, and material were all world-class. However, Claire said they

work and

her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have no reasons to take her boxes away. Even a beggar wouldn’t

“Murray, you heard it. She

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

demeanor. “Murray, I

his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a

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

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

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

a moment and suggested, “You then stay

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