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

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

rushed to the company. As soon as

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

do this

have been in our secretary department for a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation

documents to Melissa. “These are the documents of

them. “Okay.”

back, Susie

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

bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because she was

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

thought for a second and quickly replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t worry. I will make

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 front of everyone. She wouldn’t let

gloomy. She thought,

Corporation would launch several series of 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

she got home from work, Melissa found that all her stuff

Melissa

in her high heels with a smug smiled, “I asked the servants to move

consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over

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

were her grandfather’s customized leather suitcases made by an Ostacre master. The design, workmanship,

Murray, just off work and back

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 want those boxes if throwing them on

you heard it.

arm back from Claire before

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

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

the servants, but before he could finish his

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

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

a moment and suggested, “You then

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