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

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

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

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

to do this time. Was she brewing some big

Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady

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

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

Melissa’s back, Susie was more

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

this country bumpkin steal her project

a message. “How’d you go with

and quickly replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t worry. I will

anymore. At Archer’s banquet, Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and disgraced Adela in front of everyone. She

gloomy. She thought,

for the next season. Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What

stuff had been moved

my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

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

to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms

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 be way better

she 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 world-class. However, Claire said they were lousy? Melissa thought that Claire was so blind to tell the good from

off work and back home, heard the

arm and pretended to be aggrieved. “I kindly helped her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have no reasons to take her boxes away. Even

heard it.

arm back from Claire before questioning

cold demeanor. “Murray, I did

that his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was

things back to my room…” Murray told the servants, but

refused, frowning with the nightmare-like

in her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little

thought for a moment and suggested, “You then

mind staying anywhere. Either the guest room or the servant room is the same for her.