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

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

mood and rushed to

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

no idea what Susie was going to do this time.

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

are the documents of the project. Read it

them. “Okay.”

at Melissa’s back, Susie was more

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

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

“How’d you go with

second and quickly replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t

plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed

became gloomy. She

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

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

stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing

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

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

are a country bumpkin. We kindly took you in and gave you food and clothes. Even

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

work and back home, heard

helped her carry things, but she accused me of

facepalmed Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She moved

arm back from Claire before

back when she felt Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray, I did nothing wrong. This is

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

told the servants,

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

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

a moment and suggested, “You then

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 happened