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

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 engagement peacefully. She could also have reasonable explanations to

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

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

what Susie was going to do this time. Was she

for a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France

are the documents of the project. Read

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

back,

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

could this country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because

received a message. “How’d you go with

and quickly replied, “Ms. Yale,

Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa

She thought,

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

Melissa found that all her stuff

moved my stuff?” Melissa

“I asked the

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

gave you food and clothes. Even if you live in a servant’s room, I guess it

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

off work

me of stealing. I have no reasons to take

it. She moved my

his brows. He pulled his arm back from Claire before questioning

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

but anyway, Melissa

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

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

her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would rather stay in a servant’s room

thought for a moment and suggested, “You then stay in the guest

is the same for her. More importantly, she didn’t want to stay in Murray’s room