Mrs. Gibson Your identity is Exposed novel (Melissa and Murray) novel Chapter 558

Chapter 558 Add Fuel to the Fire

hang up after a few words.

“Looks like I’ll be busy for a long time.”

Turning to look at Murray, Melissa wrinkled her nose.

“What happened to that journalist?” Murray asked.

“The deal was made but he suddenly backed out of it. It seems that there is

someone behind it.”

Melissa revealed a faint smile. It seemed that she had let her guard down and

someone framed her.

“Do you need my help?” Murray asked.

Melissa shook her head in disagreement. She looked down at the photos and videos on her phone and felt that there was something strange.

“What a loser I am if I need you to bother with it.”

Melissa‘s face softened a bit. In fact, she did not consider it a challenge. After all, it was too childish for her even a few years ago.

Melissa was just curious if what she thought was exactly true.

Suddenly, someone lightly bumped against Melissa‘s shoulder, which turned her attention back.

“Sorry.”

The deep voice sounded so familiar to her that she paused a bit.

She turned her head only to see the moving crowds. She could not find the person who had just bumped into her.

Murray cast his gaze over her, silently asking about what was going on.

Melissa shook her head, indicating that nothing had happened and perhaps it was because her intuition went wrong.

“Murray?”

Melissa giggled and gently blew a breath into Murray‘s ear.

However, Murray was still ignoring her.

Just when Melissa rolled her eyes, thinking about how to continue her tricks, the plane suddenly jolted a little. Melissa was thrust on Murray.

Her hands were pressed against Murray‘s chest, and she could feel his heartbeats through her palms.

A crew member explained on the radio that the plane had just encountered some turbulence, so it was a little bumpy.

After a while, the plane continued to fly stably.

“Are you throwing yourself into my arms?” Murray lowered his head and moved closer to Melissa. His voice was low and hoarse.

Melissa blushed and wanted to sit up, but she couldn‘t because Murray‘s hands firmly held her waist and pressed her against his chest.

“Don‘t do this.” Melissa snorted and looked around nervously.