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

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

in a good mood and rushed to the company. As

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

was going to do this time. Was she brewing some big

“Melissa, you 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 trace of

the documents to Melissa. “These are the documents

at them. “Okay.” She turned around and

back, Susie was

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

could this country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because

“How’d you go with the thing

for a second and quickly replied, “Ms.

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

became gloomy. She

Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What

that all her stuff had

Melissa was.speechless,

with a smug smiled, “I

mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa

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

glared at 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,

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

it. She moved my stuff without

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

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

that his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a

told the servants, but before he could finish his

the nightmare-like

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

for a moment and suggested, “You

room or the servant room is the same for her. More importantly,