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

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 engagement peacefully. She could also have reasonable explanations

was in a good mood and rushed to the company. As

Susie had made

going to do

up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.” As Teresa told Melissa her promotion, a faint trace of jealousy

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

at them. “Okay.” She turned around

at Melissa’s back, Susie

morning, Murray called her over and

bumpkin steal her project

message. “How’d you go with the thing I

“Ms. Yale, don’t

couldn’t wait anymore. At Archer’s banquet, Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However,

gloomy. She thought,

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 for jewelry. What Melissa had

from work, Melissa found that all her stuff had been

moved my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing

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

mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest and

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

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,

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 moved my stuff without my

his brows. He pulled his arm back from Claire before questioning her, “Claire, did you

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

anyway, Melissa was a guest.

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

nightmare-like memory of last night

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

and suggested, “You then stay

same for her. More importantly, she didn’t want to stay