Mrs. Gibson Your identity is Exposed novel (Melissa and Murray) novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121 It Is Not the Time

When Murray heard Melissa wanted to leave, luis handsome face turned cold.

Was Melissa leaving because of what Murray‘s mother had said, or because…

“‘Melissa, my mother is that kind of person. Don‘t take her words to heart.” Murray suddenly

approached Melissa and grabbed her shoulder.

Murray‘s eyes were deep, flashing with a strange color, and he said in a low voice, “Trust me. I will handle my mother‘s affairs well, and I will not let her embarrass you in the future.”

When Melissa looked into Murray‘s deep eyes, her heart couldn‘t help skipping a beat.

Melissa took a step back, smiled, and changed the topic, “Let’s not talk about this anymore. We should set off. Otherwise, we will be late.”

Murray‘s gaze returned to its usual indifference. He said, “Let‘s go!”

They arrived at the airport, and Murray stopped in front of a plane, followed by Melissa.

“Is this your plane?” Melissa eyed the luxurious plane in front of her.

Enoch once wanted to buy a plane for Melissa as her birthday gift, but Melissa refused because of her fear of heights.

“Mr. Gibson, Ms. Eugen.” The captain and flight attendants stood respectfully at the door to welcome Murray and Melissa.

“Let‘s go up.” Murray held Melissa‘s hand and took her into the plane.

The plane soon took off.

Thirty thousand meters up in the sky, Melissa sat beside Murray, looking out the window at clouds.

“What are you thinking about?” Murray suddenly asked in Melissa‘s ear.

“Nothing.” Melissa turned around and looked into Murray‘s deep eyes. She cleared her throat and said, “I wonder who makes things difficult for the Gibson Corporation.”

“We‘ll be in France soon, and you‘ll know it then.” Murray smiled, “Don‘t think so much. Drink something. What do you want to drink?”

“Orange juice,” Melissa thought for a moment and said.

“Aglass of orange juice,” Murray called the flight attendant and said in a deep voice.

“Okay. Please wait a moment.” The flight attendant smiled.

Five minutes later. The flight attendant took the fresh orange juice to Melissa. “Ms. Eugen, here is

your orange juice.”

“Thank you.” Melissa took the orange juice and was about to drink it when the plane suddenly jolted and quickly descended.

“Ah!” Melissa exclaimed.

At the same time, the lights on the plane went out, and the surroundings were dark.

The feeling of weightlessness made Melissa tremble, and the endless darkness made her surrounded by fear.

In Melissa‘s mind, it was as if something had flashed by.

It was as if Melissa had fallen into a bottomless abyss. Her surroundings were pitch black, and she kept falling…

This feeling was so real that Melissa felt it had happened before.

Melissa tried to grab something but failed.

Desperate fear overwhelmed Melissa.

“Help…” Melissa‘s face was deathly pale, and she cried out in panic.

“Melissa, what‘s wrong? Are you okay?” Murray hugged Melissa tightly, asking with concern.

Murray‘s broad and warm embrace made Melissa calm down slightly. She subconsciously hugged Murray tightly, with some grievance of surviving a disaster, “I’m so scared.”

“Trouble?” Murray smiled, calm and confident. “No big deal.”

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Melissa also did not think it was a big deal, but it would take a lot of effort to find out the mastermind behind it.

The following journey was peaceful, and the plane did not encounter any more atmospheric

currents.

The plane landed. Melissa let out a sigh‘of relief.

Joe and Bruce were already waiting for them at the airport of Wyvernholt.

As soon as Melissa and Murray got off the plane, Bruce went forward to greet them, “Hi, Murray, Ms. Eugen, long time no see.”

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Bailey.” Melissa smiled and shook hands with Bruce.

“Mr. Gibson, we have found out that in one of the warehouses where the raw materials are stored,

in the No.1 factory, we have detected unqualified raw materials containing radioactive elements.” Joe couldn‘t wait to report to Murray.

“So, do you mean there is a problem with the raw materials?” Murray narrowed his eyes.

“Sorry, Murray. I am also responsible for this matter.” Bruce felt guilty. After all, it happened in Wyvernholt, and the products produced by the French branch factory were distributed by Bruce‘s Lady Vogue.

“Bruce, let‘s go and see what is going on,” Murray said coldly.

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“Mr. Gibson, why don‘t you go to the hotel to rest first? Your journey is long…” Joe looked at Melissa‘s tired face and suggested.

“No need. We will go to Factory No.1 right now.” Melissa shook her head. She couldn‘t wait to know the truth.