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

have a thing to her? This

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

for me?” Melissa looked at Susie. Previously, Susie had made lots of trouble,

do this time. Was she brewing some big

you have 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

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

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

Melissa’s back,

been following up on that project. But this morning, Murray called

her project effortlessly? Just because she

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

“Ms. Yale, don’t

banquet, 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 wouldn’t let

became gloomy. She thought, Just

Corporation would launch several series of jewelry for the next season. Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip

stuff had been moved to the servant room on

moved my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless,

smiled, “I asked the servants to move it. Do you have a problem

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

mockingly, “Easy, girl, 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

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

Murray, just off work and back home, heard the

quickly grabbed his arm and pretended to be aggrieved. “I kindly helped her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I

it. She moved

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

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

Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If Marc knew this, he would be

the

with the nightmare-like memory of last night popping into her

pissed of a little bit?

darkened. He thought for a moment and

her. More importantly, she didn’t want to stay in Murray’s room anymore. It would be embarrassing if something like last night