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?

to the company. As soon as she arrived, Teresa called Melissa

at Susie. Previously, Susie had made lots of trouble, which was meant

do this

you follow up on the cooperation project with France

“These are the documents of the project. Read it for

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

at Melissa’s back,

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

country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just

you go with the thing I told you?”

a second and quickly replied, “Ms.

Melissa of stealing and drive her

She thought,

day. The Gibson 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 a piece of cake for

her stuff had been

my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless,

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

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

clothes. Even if you live in a servant’s room, I guess

suitcases made by an Ostacre master. The design, workmanship, and material were all world-class. However, Claire said they were

work

she accused me of stealing. I have no reasons to

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

brows. He pulled his arm back from Claire before questioning

a step back when she felt Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray,

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

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

the nightmare-like memory of last

in her 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

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 embarrassing if something like last night happened