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

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

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

Previously, Susie had made lots of

to do this time. Was she brewing some big

follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.” As Teresa told Melissa her promotion, a faint trace of jealousy flashed across her

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

the documents, glancing at them. “Okay.” She turned around and

Melissa’s back, Susie was

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

her project effortlessly? Just because she was Murray’s

Susie received a message. “How’d you go with the thing

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

of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa

She

the documents 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 jewelry. What

her stuff had been moved to the

my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

in her high heels with a smug smiled, “I asked the

teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms

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 a

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

just off work and back home, heard the

Claire saw Murray, she quickly 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

internally facepalmed Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She moved my stuff without my

from Claire before questioning her, “Claire, did you

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

that his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If Marc

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

with the nightmare-like memory of last night popping

He suddenly pissed of a little bit?

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

the guest room or the servant room is the same for her. More importantly,