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

girl. How could he have a thing to her? This was the best. Three months later,

in a good mood and rushed to the company. As

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

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 the

took the documents, glancing at them. “Okay.” She turned around and

back, Susie

on that project. But this morning, Murray called her

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

go with the thing I told

replied, “Ms.

Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her

She thought, Just

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

stuff had been moved to

my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

“I asked the servants to move

teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest and leaned

girl, what 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. 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? Melissa

off work

carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have no reasons

it. She moved

back from Claire before questioning

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

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

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

nightmare-like memory

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

and suggested, “You then stay

shrugged. She didn’t 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. It