The Beauty and the Brain

Chapter 87

Marie blurted out, “Look at you, so confident and acting like you’re above everything!”

Dennis curled his lips. “You’re wrong, Marie, I have my eyes on you.”

Marie was speechless.

Could this person really say such things without blushing or skipping a beat?

Before Marie had a chance to retort, Clayton came over and greeted her, “Ms. Spence, I didn’t

expect to see you here.”

Marie turned her head towards Clayton and gave him a slight smile, raising the champagne in her

hand. “Mr. Philemon, I didn’t expect to see you either.”

Clayton’s mind wandered for a moment, recalling Marie’s appearance just now. The half-black mask,

enchanting and captivating red lips, a confident and charming smile, and the slightly raised wine

glass…

It was so familiar, as if the memories of yesterday were being replayed.

Clayton grabbed Marie’s arm. “Ms. Spence, have we met somewhere before?”

Marie was taken aback. “No, I haven’t seen it before.”

She glanced down at Clayton’s hand and frowned, “Mr. Philemon, you’re hurting me.”

Dennis reached out and grabbed Clayton’s wrist. “Clayton, let go.”

Clayton realized his mistake, let go, and said, “Sorry, I was being reckless.”

Marie pulled back her hand, rubbing her arm, and said, “You guys go ahead and chat, I’m going to grab

something to eat.”

Marie let go of Dennis’ hand and walked towards the long table with food. Dennis turned to Clayton

and asked, “What’s going on?”

Clayton stared at Marie’s retreating figure and shook his head. “I don’t know, I just feel like she’s

too familiaf.”

Dennis had a gloomy expression on his face as he watched Clayton staring intently at Marie’s

retreating figure. So, was Clayton coveting his person?

Clayton turned to look at Dennis and said with a helpless smile, “You don’t think I’m trying to steal

someone from you, do you?”

“You dare!” Dennis glared at him.

Clayton pulled him upstairs. “Alright, alright, I don’t dare.”

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Marie sat in the rest area, watching as Clayton and Dennis went upstairs together, with Cullen following

closely behind. They entered the room together and the door was shut tightly once again.

She was very curious about what Dennis and the others were doing, and who Clayton was.

The Terry Group was about to form an alliance with the Rodger Group, so it was impossible not to

know about the underground influence of the Rodger Group. What about Dennis? What about Clayton?

Did they have any other forces?

As she was daydreaming, a gasp came from the crowd nearby. Marie turned around and an incredibly

stunning woman entered the hall.

She wore a white evening gown, with her long hair cascading down her waist. Her delicate makeup

accentuated her perfect facial features, and she greeted others with a graceful smile, exuding the

demeanor of a socialite.

She was so beautiful, yet she made Marie terrified.

Wren!

She knew it! Wren would definitely show up!

That polite-smiling woman was no different than a snake or scorpion in her eyes!

She personally severed her leg tendons, destroyed her appearance, killed Mike in front of her, and

then shot through her heart!

After humiliating her like trash, they threw her into the jungles of Brussels to be fed to the wolves!

She killed Jett! Killed Amy!

This woman was the root of her lifelong hatred!

And now, the enemy was right in front of her! So close, so close! Close enough that Marie could have

grabbed the knife from the dining table and charged into the crowd to kill her!

Marie stood up fiercely and walked towards the dining table. She wanted to kill Wren; once she did,

everything would be over! Her hatred, her nightmares, and all her unease would come to an end!

She almost ran to the dining table, her mind seemingly filled with hatred in an instant. Her body was

controlled by this hatred, and she couldn’t wait any longer. She wanted to kill Wren right then and

there!

The moment Marie touched the knife, her arm was suddenly grabbed!

She turned around, and a female attendant wearing a white mask grabbed her arm, saying, “Marie,

calm down.”

Marie was taken aback. “Kate?”

The waitress nodded. “It’s me, Emory is over there.”

Kate gave a signal towards the entrance, and when Marie looked over, she saw a man wearing a

waiter’s uniform and a matching white mask, nodding at her.

“How did you all get here?” Marie asked quietly.

Kate stared at her hand holding the knife. “If we hadn’t come, would you have rushed into the crowd

and killed Wren?”

Marie hesitated with the knife in her hand. “This is the best opportunity, I’m so close to her, I can

succeed!”

Kate shook her head. “No, Marie, Wren is Seth’s fiancé. She has far more guards around her than. we

can see. You might be discovered before you even get close to her.”

“How would you know if you don’t try?” Marie looked at Wren in the crowd, her eyes cold.

Kate tightened her grip on her arm. “Marie, if you don’t succeed with one strike, you’ll be caught

immediately. Once Wren sees your face, you’ll never have another chance. Don’t be impulsive; we

will kill her.”

Marie stared at Wren’s figure, knowing that Kate’s words made sense, but the hatred in her heart

made her wish she could crush and scatter Wren.

“Marie, don’t ruin yourself for Wren!” Kate reached out to grasp Marie’s hand, slowly taking the dinner

knife from her and letting out a sigh of relief.

Marie lowered her head and said, “I understand, I’ll control myself. You guys should go now, it’s

dangerous here.”

Kate shook her head. “We can’t leave, Emory and I are tracking someone here.”

asked.

“What kind of person?” Ma

“The small boss of the largest drugwing him for a long

time,” Kate said.

group, Landon, had some personal grudges with us

that were unresolved, and we had been following him for a long time,” Kate said.

“What was the drug trafficking boss doing here?” Marie asked.

“Maybe he was secretly collaborating with some businessman, who knows? Anyway, Emory and I

only wanted his life; as for who he was working with, we didn’t care,” Kate said.

Marie was startled. Collaborating with a merchant? Dennis and Cullen had been acting mysteriously

these past few days, could it be related to a drug trafficking group?

Suddenly, her hand felt heavy, as Kate unexpectedly placed a small, compact handgun in her hand!

Marie was taken aback. “What is this for?”

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Kate opened her purse, stuffed the gun inside, and asked while tidying up, “Do you know how to shoot?

Has Rose ever taught you this?”

Marie was at a loss for words.

You were the ones I taught to shoot…

She nodded. “I’ve taught it before, I know a little.”

Kate zipped up the bag and shoved it into her hands. “Hold on to this, if a fight breaks out later, just run,

and hit anyone who tries to stop you!”

Marie didn’t know what to say.

Was it really so bandit-like? “Those who block my way shall die!”

Marie tucked the bag under her arm. The small purse was originally meant for cosmetics and Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

lipstick, but now it was stuffed with a handgun, making it feel hard and stiff.

“Will they start fighting?” Marie asked.

“It’s hard to say, Landon brought quite a few bodyguards, they might have already noticed me and

Emory,” Kate said while looking around.

Marie was a bit worried, but Kate patted her hand and said, “It’s fine. Emory and I will wander

around. You just stay calm and don’t do anything to Wren.”

Marie nodded. “I understand, you all be careful.”

She watched as Kate walked to the door and left the hall with Emory, one after the other, presumably to

investigate the surrounding situation.

She had just turned her head when Dennis came down and saw her. He quickly walked over to her

side. Marie, feeling a bit nervous, squeezed her purse, hoping Dennis wouldn’t notice.

“How was it? Are you tired?” Dennis asked.

Marie shook her head. “It’s fine.”

The music started playing at just the right moment, and groups of men and women entered the dance

floor to dance. Dennis reached out his hand and smiled slightly. “May I have the honor of inviting this

beautiful lady for a dance?”

Marie laughed, picked up her skirt slightly and bowed, placing her hand in Dennis’ palm. “It’s an

honor,”

Dennis led her onto the dance floor, and they danced together to the gentle music. Marie’s dancing

skills were surprisingly good, like a professional dancer, which caught him off guard. “Have you

taken dance lessons before?”

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“Um… Grandpa had someone teach me,” Marie casually made up an excuse to get by. These social

etiquette rules were lessons she had to learn while at Rodger Group, otherwise she would be

punished.

Dennis held her as they spun around the dance floor and said, “Don’t take Clayton’s words to

heart.”

Marie nodded. “Mr. Philemon didn’t seem to like me very much.”

Dennis laughed. “He doesn’t need to like you.”

Marie’s face turned red, and she lowered her head, accidentally stepping on the wrong foot and

stepping on Dennis’ foot. Dennis chuckled softly. “Is this revenge?”

Marie scoffed, “I wouldn’t stoop to using such a simple method for revenge!”

She sought revenge on someone, making sure to give them a hard time and Teaving no room for future

trouble.

For example, Wren.

One day, she would remind her of everything she had done to herself in the past.

After the dance finished, Dennis led her out of the dance floor, and a middle-aged man with graying

hair approached and greeted, “Mr. Whitney, so you were here!”

Dennis turned around and nodded. “Mr. Terry was looking for me?”