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

many beauties would play tricks to climb into his bed. In Murray’s mind, Melissa was just a countryside girl. How could he have a thing to

good mood and rushed to the company. As

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

no idea what Susie was going to do this time.

have been in our 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

she handed the documents to Melissa. “These are the documents

took the documents, glancing at them.

at Melissa’s back,

that project. But this morning, Murray called her over and

steal her project effortlessly?

“How’d you go with the thing I told you?” It was from

and quickly replied, “Ms. Yale,

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

She

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

home from work, Melissa found that all her stuff had been moved to

Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

in her high heels with a smug smiled, “I

consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa

two lousy boxes. No wonder. You are a country bumpkin. We kindly took you in and gave you food and clothes.

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.

Murray, just off work and back home, heard the

his arm and pretended to be aggrieved. “I kindly helped her carry things, but she accused me of stealing.

facepalmed Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She

back from

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

but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If Marc knew this, he would

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

frowning with the nightmare-like memory of

her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would rather stay in

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

okay.” Melissa 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 would be embarrassing if something