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

tricks to 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 best. Three months later, they would not owe each other and cancel the engagement peacefully. She could also have reasonable explanations

in a good mood and rushed to the company. As soon

Melissa looked at Susie. Previously, Susie had made lots of trouble, which was meant to upset

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

days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France

Melissa. “These are the documents of the project.

glancing at them. “Okay.” She turned around and

back, Susie

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

Why could this country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly?

then, Susie received a message. “How’d you go with the thing I told

and quickly replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t worry.

accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and

gloomy. She

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

her stuff had been moved to the servant

Melissa

a smug smiled, “I asked the servants to move it. Do you

without consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over

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. If you don’t want to live

Melissa glared 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?

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 her boxes away. Even a beggar wouldn’t want those

facepalmed Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She

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

cold demeanor. “Murray,

knew that his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If

the servants, but before he could

with the nightmare-like memory of last night popping

a little bit?

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

for her.