Mrs. Gibson, Your Identily Is Exposed

Chapter 45

Chapter 45 Melissa, Go to Hell

Murray did not want to admit that he was attracted to Melissa.

Melissa’s voice, smile, and face lingered in Murray’s mind.

On the way Murray drove back home, he called Jane asking for Melissa’s schedule. Jane told him · Melissa hadn’t come back yet.

It was late and dark outside. Melissa must work overtime. Worrying about Melissa being alone in the office, Murray drove to the Gibson Corporation.

The office was empty. All Melissa’s colleagues left. Only Melissa was still busy working.

Staring at the computer screen, Melissa was engrossed in spreadsheets when's shadow came over her.

“Who is it?” Melissa raised her eyes warily.

Murray’s handsome face came into her view. He wore a white shirt with cuffs rolled up. The light leaked from the ceiling, creating a shining glow on his head. He looked like a Greek God coming out of air.

“Murray, why are you here?” Melissa was surprised.

Murray smiled gently, “I’m here to see how the ‘Ice and Fire’ is going.”

Melissa was confused. Lady Vogue was indeed the key project of the design department, but the main business of the Gibson Corporation was not jewelry. There were many more important projects than Lady Vogue. No matter how important the project was, it should be reported to Murray by his subordinates instead of coming here to check by himself.

have the right to question Murray, she said, “Everything is going well. I am checking the labor and financial input for mass production of ‘Ice

Let me take

at the computer screen, Melissa explained, “This is the report sent

department. I’m

desk and stood behind Melissa. He leaned over, one hand on the table, and

if Melissa was in Murray’s cuddle.And Melissa could

ask the production department to supplement the

eyes met Murray’s; she blushed. “If you do not have other problems, I’ll get back to

late. You can do it tomorrow. I’ll take you

was ten

like to leave today’s work to tomorrow.” Melissa

nodded but stood

here, are you?” Seeing that Murray did

a formal tone on purpose, “I’m here to

fake smile and thought; but Mr. Gibson, you don’t have to cling to me to do the supervision! She quickly turned

a cunning smile. “Didn’t you say you were going to

quickly picked up the handbag on the table, stood up, and walked towards the

and

Melissa was speechless.

garage. Murray was about to open the car door when a figure rushed up under the dim light

it was

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