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

thing to her? This was

was in a good mood and rushed to

Susie had made lots of trouble, which was meant to

idea what Susie was going to do this time. Was she brewing some big tricks

few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.” As Teresa told Melissa her promotion, a faint

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

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

Melissa’s back, Susie was more

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

Why could this country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly?

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

and quickly replied, “Ms.

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

gloomy. She thought,

documents 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

home from work, Melissa found that all her stuff had been moved to the servant room

moved my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

to Melissa in her high heels with a smug smiled, “I asked the servants to move it. Do you

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

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

if 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

wrong?” Murray, just off work

Claire 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 have no reasons to take

it. She

from Claire before questioning her, “Claire, did you move Melissa’s

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

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

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

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

of a little bit? She would rather stay in a servant’s room

and

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