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

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

Melissa was in a good mood and rushed to

Melissa looked at Susie. Previously, Susie had made lots of trouble, which

Susie was going to do this time. Was

a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.”

Melissa. “These are the documents of

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

at Melissa’s back, Susie was

Murray called

steal her project effortlessly? Just because

received a message. “How’d you go with the thing I told you?” It was

“Ms. Yale, don’t

that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and disgraced Adela in

became gloomy. She thought, Just

had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had

Melissa found that all her stuff had been moved to the servant room

stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

her high heels with a smug smiled, “I

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

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

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

off work and back home,

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

it. She moved my stuff without

his arm back from Claire before

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

didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a

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

need.” Melissa refused, frowning with the nightmare-like

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

and

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 embarrassing if something