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

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

to the company. As

Melissa looked at Susie. Previously, Susie had made

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

said, “Melissa, 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 promotion, a faint trace

documents to Melissa. “These are the documents

them. “Okay.” She turned around and

at Melissa’s back, Susie

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

Why could this country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly?

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

second and quickly replied, “Ms.

accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and disgraced Adela in front of everyone. She wouldn’t let Melissa go

She thought, Just

for 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 to do was follow up

stuff had been moved to the servant room

my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless,

heels with a smug smiled, “I asked the

stuff without consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest and leaned against

took you in and gave you food and clothes. Even if you

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

off work and back home, heard the

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 wouldn’t

facepalmed Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She moved my stuff without

He pulled his arm back from

felt Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray, I did nothing

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

Melissa’s things back to my room…” Murray told the

nightmare-like memory

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

a moment and

the servant room is the same for her. More importantly, she didn’t want to