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.
But Melissa did not 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 and Fire’.”
“Really? Let me take a look,” Murray required.
“Okay.” Pointing at the computer screen, Melissa explained, “This is the report sent by the
production department. I’m checking it now…”
“Alright.” Murray walked around the desk and stood behind Melissa. He leaned over, one hand on the
table, and the other around Melissa’s back, a finger pointing at the computer screen. “This column
should be more specific.”
They were so close as if Melissa was in Murray’s cuddle.And Melissa could even smell the tobacco
minty scent on him. Her heartbeat went faster.
“I’ll ask the production department to supplement the data tomorrow.” Melissa stiffened and turned to
him.
Melissa’s eyes met Murray’s; she blushed. “If you do not have other problems, I’ll get back to work.”
“It’s very late. You can do it tomorrow. I’ll take you home.” Murray raised his hand to see the watch.
It was ten in the evening.
“I don’t like to leave today’s work to tomorrow.” Melissa refused.
“Alright.” Murray nodded but stood still.
“You’re not going to supervise my work here, are you?” Seeing that Murray did not move, Melissa was
embarrassed.
However, Murray raised his eyebrows and said in a formal tone on purpose, “I’m here to watch your
work. If you have any problem, I can correct it immediately.”
What the hell! Melissa plastered a fake smile and thought; but Mr. Gibson, you don’t have to cling to me
to do the supervision! She quickly turned off the computer and said, “Forget it, I’ll check it tomorrow!”
Murray headed up and looked at Melissa with a cunning smile. “Didn’t you say you were going to finish
today’s work?”
Melissa quickly picked up the handbag on the table, stood up, and walked towards the door. “Nope! So
tired today.”
“Go back together!” Murray chuckled and strode forward with his long legs.
Melissa was speechless.
They arrived at the underground garage. Murray was about to open the car door when a figure rushed
up under the dim light and pulled Murray’s arm. “Murray, I finally got you!”
Melissa recognized it was Susie.
“Susie, why are you still here? I didn’t want to see you again! Get lost!” Murray pulled his arm out of
Susie’s grip in disgust.
“Murray, please don’t fire me.” Susie’s eyes were red, and tears poured down. “Please don’t fire me!
Even if you ask me to be a dustman… Please allow me to stay in the Gibson Corporation. Let me stay
with you…”
Murray interrupted her impatiently, “Told you to get lost. Do you hear me? You work for your own
needs, against our company’s interests. People like you will never be recruited again in my company.”
“Murray, I was wrong!” Tears welled up in Susie’s eyes. “I shouldn’t have done that. But I was wrong
only because I loved you so much. Murray, I’m begging you. Don’t fire me! You don’t know how much I
love you. I’d do anything to accompany with you…”
Murray frowned, and his handsome face was full of disgust and impatience.
Could Susie stop doing that? Murray was about to call Alex to ask security guards, driving Susie away.
Melissa took a step in between and sneered. “Susie, Murray doesn’t want to see you. Is it so interesting
to pester him shamelessly?”
“Melissa, why are you here?” Susie’s attention was only on Murray. She hadn’t realized the one by
Murray’s side was Melissa. Now, hearing Melissa’s scoff, Susie was jealous and furious.
“I’m with my husband. Anything wrong?” Melissa deliberately held Murray’s arm.
Murray smirked and also gently touched Melissa’s hand on his arm. Melissa felt the warm touch of
Murray’s fingertips then blushed. Melissa wanted to play a “drama” to drive Susie away. But Murray
was too cooperative…
Susie stared at them with an indignant gleam in her eyes.
“Melissa, you stole Murray! If it wasn’t you, he wouldn’t fire me; he would love me!” Comparing
Murray’s tenderness to Melissa with his cruelty to her, Susie was sad, hopeless, jealous, and
resentful…
Susie’s delicate face twisted, then she suddenly took out a Swiss Army knife from her pocket.
Susie roared, “Melissa, go to hell!”
The sharp knife went straight towards Melissa!
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