Mrs. Gibson Your identity is Exposed novel (Melissa and Murray) novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75 Drink Spirits

“Keep it.” Adela took out a stack of cash from her wallet and gave it to Susie. “As long as you do a good job, I will send you back to the Gibson Corporation.”

“Really?” Susie was excited.

Adela nodded, “Of course. Isn‘t it all because of Melissa? As long as she disappears, Murray will think about you. After all, you had worked in the Gibson Corporation for so many years. You can go back there if I praise you.”

Susie took the money and gritted her teeth. “That‘s right. Ms. Yale, don‘t worry. Melissa will

disappear tomorrow.”

With great hatred, Susie couldn‘t wait to kill Melissa.

She was willing to do anything to revenge herself on Melissa!

“I’m looking forward to that.” Adela smiled.

Adela believed that she always had ways to deal with Melissa, even not in person.

She would be Murray‘s wife as long as Melissa disappeared!

When Susie left, Adela sent a message to Claire. “9 a.m. tomorrow, something will happen at the Lover‘s Lake.”

Adela knew that Claire did not like Melissa, either. If Susie failed, Claire would help her.

Adela thought, Melissa, you‘re done.

Adela got everything prepared and went shopping with Julie.

Thinking Melissa would disappear tomorrow, Adela was excited and bought many things she liked.

It was getting late.

“Adela, shall we go back?” Julie followed Adela and took the shopping bags for her.

“What‘s the hurry?” Adela asked. Before they left, Adela bought several new–arrival bags.

When she got in the car, she saw a Rolls–Royce.

“Isn‘t it Murray‘s car?”

Since the day she asked him to take her to the Gibson Corporation, she had never seen Murray.

Adela was waiting for a chance to meet him. What a coincidence that she saw his car! It seemed that

Murray was driving to the suburb.

“Follow that car, hurry up,” Adela said to the driver!

“Yes.” The driver replied.

Murray was driving to the suburbs. Julie was confused and asked, “Adela, where is Mr. Gibson

–going?”

Adela stared at the man sitting in the car.

Even though he was distant from her, Adela could feel that he was cold.

“What day is it today?” Adela suddenly had an idea.

“It‘s the fifth day of June.” Julie was still confused.

“Maybe today is the anniversary of his father‘s death, “Adela muttered.

She once heard her brother say that Murray would pray at the tomb of his father every year.

At the cemetery.