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

have a thing to her? This was the best. Three months later, they would not owe each other and cancel the engagement peacefully. She

of this, Melissa was in a good mood and rushed to the company. As

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

do this time. Was

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 of

documents to Melissa. “These are the documents of the

them. “Okay.”

at Melissa’s back, Susie was

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

Why could this country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because

“How’d you go with the thing I told you?” It was from

“Ms. Yale, don’t worry.

plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and disgraced

gloomy. She

jewelry for the next season. Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had to do was follow up on the progress. It was a

that all her stuff had been

moved my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless,

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

your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her

mockingly, “Easy, girl, what you have are two lousy boxes. No wonder. You are a country bumpkin. We kindly took you in and gave you food and clothes. Even if you live in a servant’s room, I guess it will

customized leather suitcases made by an Ostacre master. The design, workmanship, and material were all world-class. However, Claire said they were lousy?

work and back home, heard

saw Murray, she quickly grabbed his arm and pretended to be aggrieved. “I kindly helped her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I

“Murray, you heard it. She moved my stuff

back from Claire

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

like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If Marc knew this, he would be

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

nightmare-like memory of last night

her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit? She

moment and suggested, “You then stay

okay.” Melissa shrugged. She didn’t mind 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