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 her? This was the best. Three months later, they would not owe each other and cancel the engagement peacefully. She could also have

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

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

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

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 jealousy flashed across

“These are the documents of the project. Read

took the documents, glancing at them. “Okay.” She

at Melissa’s back,

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

country bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because

you go with the thing

a second and quickly replied, “Ms.

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

gloomy. She thought, Just

next season. Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip for

home from work, 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 move it. Do

consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest and leaned against the

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. If you don’t want to live here, then

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. However, Claire said they were lousy? Melissa thought that Claire was so blind to tell the good from

wrong?” Murray, just off work

saw Murray, she quickly grabbed his arm and pretended to be aggrieved. “I kindly helped her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have no reasons to take her boxes away. Even a beggar wouldn’t want those boxes if throwing them

it. She moved

arm back from Claire before questioning her, “Claire,

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

He knew that his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If Marc knew

my room…” Murray told the

refused, frowning with the nightmare-like memory of last night popping into her

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

moment and suggested, “You then stay

for her. More importantly, she