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

to her? This was the best. Three months later, they would not owe each other and cancel the engagement peacefully. She could also have

rushed to the company. As soon as she arrived,

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

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, a faint trace of

documents to Melissa. “These are the documents

at them. “Okay.”

at Melissa’s back,

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

could this country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because she was

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

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

Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily

She thought, Just

had read 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

that all her stuff had been moved to the servant room on

Melissa

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

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

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 you don’t

Melissa 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 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

Murray, just off work and back home, heard

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

Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She

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

cold demeanor. “Murray, I did

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

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

refused, frowning with the nightmare-like memory

pissed of a little bit? She would rather stay in a servant’s room than stay with

and suggested, “You then stay in

her. More importantly, she didn’t want