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 thing to her? This was the best. Three months later, they

and rushed to the company. As soon as she arrived, Teresa called Melissa

at Susie. Previously, Susie had made

going to do this time.

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

are the documents of the project. Read it for

glancing at them. “Okay.” She turned around and

at Melissa’s back, Susie

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

bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because

“How’d you go with the thing I

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

that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her

She thought, Just

of jewelry for the next season. Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had to do

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

Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

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

other people’s stuff without consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest and leaned

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

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 tell the good

just off work and back home,

grabbed 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 the

“Murray, you heard it.

from Claire before questioning

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

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

things back to my room…” Murray told the servants, but before he

nightmare-like memory of last

caught the disgust in her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would rather stay

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

for her. More importantly, she didn’t want to stay in Murray’s room anymore. It would