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

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 her? This was the best.

a good mood and rushed to the company.

me?” Melissa looked at Susie. Previously, Susie had made lots of trouble,

had no idea what Susie was going to do this time. Was

you follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.” As Teresa

she handed the documents to Melissa. “These are the documents of the project. Read

the documents, glancing at them. “Okay.” She turned around

Melissa’s back,

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

steal her

then, Susie received a message. “How’d you go with the thing I told you?” It

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

Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily

became gloomy. She thought, Just

the documents for the whole day. The Gibson 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

got home from work, Melissa found that all her stuff had

Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

to Melissa in her high heels with a smug smiled, “I

move other people’s stuff without consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest and leaned against the door frame, her expression

boxes. 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

an idiot. These were her grandfather’s customized leather suitcases made by an Ostacre master. The design, workmanship,

Murray, just off work and back home, heard

me of stealing. I have no reasons to take her boxes away. Even a beggar wouldn’t want those boxes if throwing them on

heard it. She moved my stuff without

his arm back from Claire before questioning her,

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

like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If

my room…” Murray told the servants, but before he could finish his words, Melissa

Melissa 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

moment and suggested, “You then stay

She didn’t mind staying anywhere. Either the guest room or the servant room is the same for her.