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

many beauties would play 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, they would not owe each other and cancel the

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

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

Susie was going to do this time. Was

department for a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.”

to Melissa. “These are the

documents, glancing at them. “Okay.” She turned

Melissa’s back, Susie was

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

her

then, Susie received a message. “How’d you go with the thing I told you?” It

replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t

Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and disgraced Adela in front of everyone. She

gloomy. She thought, Just

the documents for the whole day. The Gibson Corporation would launch several series of jewelry for the next season. Almost all designers had finished

all her stuff had been moved to the servant room

my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing

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 chest and leaned against the door frame, her expression was

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

at an idiot. These were her grandfather’s customized leather suitcases made by an Ostacre master. The design, workmanship,

wrong?” Murray, just off work

she accused me of stealing. I have no

it. She moved my stuff without

brows. He pulled his arm back from

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

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

told the servants, but before he could finish his words,

nightmare-like memory of last night

disgust in her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little

and suggested, “You then stay in

the servant room is the same for her. More importantly, she didn’t want to stay in Murray’s room anymore. It would be embarrassing if something like