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?

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

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

do

cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.” As Teresa told Melissa

documents to Melissa. “These are the documents of

documents, glancing at them.

Melissa’s back, Susie

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

this country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because she was Murray’s

then, Susie received a message. “How’d you go with

quickly replied, “Ms.

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

She thought,

all designers had finished the final design scrip

stuff had been moved to the servant room

moved my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing

to Melissa in her high heels with a smug smiled, “I asked

can’t move other people’s stuff without consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to

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 want to live

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

wrong?” Murray, just off work and back home, heard the

me of stealing. I have no reasons to take her boxes away. Even a beggar wouldn’t want those boxes

heard it. She moved my stuff

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

took a step back when she felt Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray, I did

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

things back to my room…” Murray told the servants, but before he could

nightmare-like memory of

the disgust in her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would rather stay in a

a moment and suggested, “You then stay in

staying anywhere. Either the guest room or 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 last