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

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 owe each

good mood and rushed to the company. As soon as she arrived, Teresa called

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

no idea what Susie was going to do this time.

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

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

glancing at them. “Okay.” She turned around

back,

Murray called her over and asked

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

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

thought for a second and quickly replied, “Ms. Yale,

had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed

became gloomy. She thought, Just

series of jewelry for the next season. Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had to do was

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

stuff?” Melissa

high heels with a smug smiled, “I

to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest and leaned against the door

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

Ostacre master. The design, workmanship, and material were all world-class. However, Claire

Murray, just off work and back home, heard the

helped her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have no reasons to take her boxes away. Even a beggar wouldn’t want those

“Murray, you heard it. She

pulled his arm back from Claire before questioning her, “Claire, did

took a step back when she felt Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray, I did nothing wrong.

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

Murray told the servants, but before

refused, frowning with the nightmare-like memory of last

eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would rather stay in a servant’s room

expression darkened. He thought for a moment and suggested, “You then stay in the guest

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.