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

How could he have a thing to her? This was the best. Three months later, they would not owe each other

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

Susie had made lots

going to do this time. Was she brewing some

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

them. “Okay.”

Melissa’s back,

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

bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because

“How’d you go with

for a second and quickly replied, “Ms.

She couldn’t wait 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

gloomy. She thought, Just

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

all her stuff had been moved to the

moved my stuff?” Melissa

in her high heels with a smug smiled, “I asked

how to behave?”

two lousy boxes. No wonder. You are a country bumpkin. We kindly took you in and gave you food and clothes.

at Claire as 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

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 have no reasons to take her boxes away. Even a beggar wouldn’t

facepalmed Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She moved my stuff

back from Claire before questioning her, “Claire, did you

she felt Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray, I

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

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

frowning with the nightmare-like memory of last

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

a moment and suggested, “You

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