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? This was

Melissa was in a good mood and rushed to the company. As

are you looking for me?” Melissa looked at Susie. Previously, Susie had made lots of trouble, which was

had no idea what Susie was going to do this

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

are the documents of the project. Read

at them. “Okay.” She

at Melissa’s back, Susie

had been following up on that project. But this morning, Murray called her over and asked her to pass the project to

could this country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just

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

replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t worry.

accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away.

She thought, Just

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

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

Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

smug smiled, “I asked the servants to move it. Do you have a problem with

can’t move other people’s stuff without consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed

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

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

off work

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

it. She moved

He pulled his arm back from Claire before

cold demeanor. “Murray, I did nothing wrong. This is

anyway, Melissa was a guest.

told the servants, but before

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

a little bit? She would rather stay in a servant’s room than

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

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 like last night