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

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,

this, Melissa was in a good mood and rushed to the company. As soon as she arrived, Teresa called Melissa

Susie had made lots of trouble, which

idea what Susie was going to do

for a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project

are the

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

at Melissa’s back, Susie was

Murray called her over

Why could this country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because

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

replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t worry. I will make her

that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed

became gloomy. She thought,

had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had to do was follow up on the

she got home from work, Melissa found that all her stuff had

my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless,

smug smiled, “I asked the servants to move

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

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 servant’s room, I guess it will be way better than your countryside house. If

glared at Claire as if she was looking at an idiot. These were her grandfather’s customized leather suitcases made by an Ostacre master. The

work

kindly helped her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have no reasons to

facepalmed Claire. “Murray, you heard it.

knitted his brows. He pulled his arm back from Claire before questioning her, “Claire, did you

when she felt Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray, I did nothing wrong. This is

mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If Marc knew this, he

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

the nightmare-like memory of last

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

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

room or the servant room is the same for her. More importantly, she didn’t want to stay in