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? This was

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

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

idea what Susie was going to do this time. Was

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

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

took the documents, glancing at them.

at Melissa’s back, Susie was

But this morning, Murray called her over and asked her to pass

bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because she was

received a message. “How’d you go with the thing I told you?”

for a second and quickly replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t worry. I

and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and disgraced Adela in front of

gloomy. She thought,

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

got home from work, Melissa found that all her stuff had been moved to

my stuff?” Melissa

heels with a smug smiled, “I asked the servants to move it.

mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest and leaned against the door frame, her expression

clothes. Even if you live in a servant’s room, I guess it will be way better than your countryside house. If

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 was

just off work and back home, heard

her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have no reasons

you heard it. She moved my stuff without my

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

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

mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest.

the servants, but

refused, frowning with the nightmare-like memory of

little bit? She would rather stay in

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

Either the guest room or the servant room is the same for her. More importantly,