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Chapter 12 The Real and Fake Mrs. Murphy
I felt like lightning struck me when the smug receptionist addressed the person behind me
as Mrs. Murphy. I felt rage bubbling inside me as I turned to see how Ivanna would react.
How dare she strut around here, flaunting and pretending to be someone she wasn’t? My
gaze was cold as I turned, expecting to see Ivanna. However, to my surprise, it was
Melanie.
Her outfit was vibrant and eye–catching as her blonde hair flowed down her shoulders.
She wore exquisite makeup, which added a touch of allure to her otherwise unremarkable
features.
Melanie approached gracefully with a composed smile. When she was about to speak, she
noticed me
turning around, my anger evident. Her eyes widened in shock as she stood frozen, unable
to process my unexpected appearance.
I couldn’t help but smirk. I had to admit Melanie looked more like Mrs. Murphy while I
resembled a nanny. Although I was speechless, I thought attire made a vast difference in
appearance, and my casual home
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I wondered if the “Mrs. Murphy” the receptionist referred to was Melanie. If so, Melanie
had been
indulged to the point of recklessness. However, the receptionist didn’t notice my reaction
and remained
focused on Melanie. 1
She looked at Melanie, frozen in surprise, and tried to appease her, “Mrs. Murphy, please-”
“Wait!” I interrupted the receptionist and locked eyes with Melanie before turning to the
receptionist
again. “Which Mrs. Murphy are you referring to?”
The receptionist glanced at me with a mildly surprised smile, yet her eyes showed a hint
of disdain. Soon
after, she scornfully introduced Melanie to me, “This is Mr. Matthew Murphy’s wife. He’s
the president of
Tanum Corporation on the tenth floor.” 1
I couldn’t help but chuckle as it felt surprisingly satisfying. While Melanie’s attitude was
infuriating, the
appearance of this supposed Mrs. Murphy finally allowed me to release my pent–up
frustrations.
My little sister–in–law knew how to cause a scene and was desperate to become
someone’s wife. I
thought Melanie had gone insane.
I laughed aloud, causing several people to look at me in puzzlement. Their eyes showed
their obvious
thoughts, “What a lunatic.”
I sized Melanie up again, and I thought she had surpassed my usual impression of her. I
never thought
she could look somewhat human in public.
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“Mrs. Murphy, huh?” I couldn’t help but laugh again. “Well, well. Her surname is Murphy,
but I wonder who
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Then I stifled my laughter and addressed the contemptuous receptionist, “A little
professionalism wouldn’t hurt, young lady. Do your homework before you open your
mouth. At least ensure you’re well- informed about people’s relationships so you don’t
embarrass yourself and inconvenience others.”
My words shocked the receptionist. Her standard professional smile faded, replaced by a
cold look as she stared at me, asking. “What do you mean?” 1
“Allow me to introduce her to you. That’s Matthew Murphy’s younger sister. Yes, she’s his
biological
sister.”
Immediately after, I gazed at everyone present, including Melanie. Then I turned and
walked to the
elevator, leaving a group of astonished onlookers behind. I glanced back at the
dumbfounded crowd and
said to the guard at the door, “Open up!” ”
I had never been so assertive, and I couldn’t help but curse inwardly at the audacity of
some people.
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