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 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 engagement peacefully.

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

you looking for me?” Melissa looked at Susie. Previously, Susie had made lots of trouble, which was meant

had no idea what Susie was going to do this time. Was she brewing

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

are the documents of the project. Read it

documents, glancing at them. “Okay.” She

at Melissa’s back, Susie

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

country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just

“How’d you go with the

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

accuse Melissa of stealing and

gloomy. She

of jewelry for the next season. Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had to do was follow up on the progress. It was a piece of cake

home from work, Melissa found that all her stuff had been moved

moved my stuff?” Melissa

“I asked the servants

stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest

You are a country bumpkin. We kindly took you in and gave you food and clothes. Even if

boxes? 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,

work

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

Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She

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

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

like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If

to my room…” Murray told the

refused, frowning with the nightmare-like memory of last night

pissed of a little bit? She

for a moment and suggested, “You

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