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

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 to

in a good mood and rushed to the company. As soon as she arrived,

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

Susie was going to do

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

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

them. “Okay.”

Melissa’s back,

project. But this morning, Murray called her over

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

with the thing I

“Ms. Yale, don’t worry. I will make her

accuse Melissa of stealing and

became gloomy. She

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

stuff had been

stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

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

stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed

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.

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 thought that Claire was so blind to tell the

Murray, just off work and

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

Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She moved my stuff without

knitted his brows. He pulled his arm back from Claire before questioning

felt Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray, I did

anyway, Melissa was a guest. If Marc knew this,

Murray told the servants,

nightmare-like memory of last night

suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would rather stay in a

a moment and suggested, “You then stay in the

Either the guest room or the servant room is the same for her. More