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

a countryside girl. How could he have a thing to her? This was

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

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

had no idea what Susie was going to do this time. Was she brewing some big tricks

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

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

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

at Melissa’s back, Susie

this morning, Murray called her over and asked her

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

with the

a second and quickly replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t worry. I will make

banquet, Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and disgraced Adela in front of everyone. She wouldn’t let Melissa

gloomy. She

for the next season. Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had to do was follow up

her stuff had been moved to the servant room on

moved my stuff?” Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

with a smug smiled, “I asked the servants to

stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her

two lousy 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

Melissa 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

work and back home, heard

accused me of stealing. I have no reasons to take her boxes away. Even a

it. She moved my stuff

He pulled his arm back from Claire before questioning

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

but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If

the servants, but before he

frowning with the nightmare-like memory of last night popping

disgust in her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little

darkened. He thought for a moment and

mind staying 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.