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?

Melissa was in a good mood and rushed to the company. As

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

no idea what Susie was going to do this time. Was she brewing some big tricks

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

to Melissa. “These are the documents of

glancing at them. “Okay.” She turned around

at Melissa’s back, Susie was more

up on that project. But this morning, Murray called

her

“How’d you go with the thing I told you?” It was

and quickly replied, “Ms.

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

became gloomy. She thought,

all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had to do was follow up on the

got home from work, Melissa found that all her stuff had been

my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless,

“I asked the

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 frame, her expression was

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 than your countryside house.

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

just off work and back home, heard

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

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

back from Claire before questioning her,

she felt Murray’s cold demeanor.

nodded. He knew that his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If Marc knew this, he

told the servants, but before he could finish his words, Melissa

with the nightmare-like

disgust in her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would

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

or the servant room is the same for her. More importantly, she didn’t want to stay