The Beauty and the Brain

Chapter 79

Carly glanced at Darwin and said, “Do you even know what kind of person she is? Her reputation in

high school was terrible!”

Darwin laughed. “Do you think your reputation is any better? I’m willing to protect her. What’s it to you?

I dare you to touch her!”

Darwin pulled Sasha away, leaving Carly seething with anger. She knew better than to openly provoke

Darwin, considering his arrogance and connections.

Unlike her, Darwin had the confidence to back up his arrogance.

With the Robert family being Dennis’ mother’s side, and Andres and Darwin being Dennis’ cousins,

connected to the Whitney family, who would dare to provoke him?

When Darwin said he would make her leave New York, he definitely wasn’t bluffing.

Carly felt a sense of injustice. How could someone like Sasha get involved with the influential Robert

family?

She was always obedient to Ira, but Ira was busy with his career and had no time to accompany her, let

alone stand up for her!

Carly couldn’t help but feel furious when she thought of Darwin’s arrogant face.

Darwin led Sasha, reprimanding her along the way. “Are you stupid? When she insulted you, your just

took it? You didn’t even stand up for yourself? What happened to your usual boldness when it comes to

bullying me?”

Sasha didn’t know what to say.

She had been prepared to fight, but Darwin intervened before she could respond.

Zane joined them and asked, “Are you okay, Sasha? Carly is too arrogant.”

Sasha shook her head. “I’m fine. We didn’t come to blows.”

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“You still want to fight? Are you even a woman? Marie has influenced you too much, always resorting

to violence!” Darwin was furious.

“What does Marie have to do with this? If you have a problem, come at me!”

“Did I save you for nothing? The first time I enter a women’s restroom in my life, it’s to save you!”

“Did I ask you to save me? Who told you to come!”

Enough arguing. Let’s not make a scene,” Zane advised.

“Do you think I want to argue with her? She’s completely unreasonable!”

Darwin stormed into the private room, only to find Marie being held against the wall by Dennis.

There was a moment of awkwardness in the atmosphere. Darwin suddenly calmed down, feeling

conflicted about whether he should leave or close his eyes.

Marie saw Darwin enter and pushed Dennis away. “Alright, go back now.”

Zane and Sasha entered, surprised to see Dennis there. They wondered why the president of Whitney

Group would be here.

“Marie, what happened between you and…” Zane began to ask, uncertain.

Dennis rubbed his temples and said seriously, “Sorry, I think I’m in the wrong room.”

Then he walked out directly.

Leaving everyone else in the room shocked.

What a lousy excuse!

Your room is one floor above ours, and yet you managed to get lost?

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The four of them returned to their seats, and Marie asked, “Did Carly bother you?”

“It’s fine. No need to pay attention to her.”

Marie turned to Darwin and inquired, “Why are you so angry?”

Darwin snorted, “I’m not angry! I’m just frustrated with myself for meddling in other people’s

business!”

Sasha turned her head, ignoring him.

“Alright, Carly won’t cause any trouble. Let’s raise our glasses to celebrate Zane’s award and the

new member added to Maris Entertainment. Cheers!”

They all stood up, raised their glasses, and toasted.

“In a few days, there’s the Drama Feast. Sasha and Darwin are both nominated, and Zane is a guest

performer. The three of you should go together,” Marie suggested.

Darwin was puzzled. “Go together? Why should we?”

“Didn’t you mention before that you wanted to go?” Marie reminded.

“Who said that?” Darwin became anxious.

Sasha clicked her tongue. “Crazy.”

After enjoying their meal and drinks, Marie asked Luca to send the three of them back first.

She hadn’t consumed much alcohol and could take a taxi herself.

Sasha expressed concern, “Marie, let me accompany you in the taxi.”

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Darwin pushed Sasha into the car. “Alright, let’s go. No one dares to provoke her with that temper of

hers. She’ll be fine.”

There was no need to ponder; it was evident that Marie wanted to find Dennis, which explained why

she sent everyone away. Marie’s behavior was peculiar. Any woman in New York who made eye

contact with Dennis would want to boast about it, but Marie, who was cherished by Dennis, remained

concealed and hidden.

Luca drove off, and Marie called Dennis, asking, “Have you finished drinking? I’ll take you back.”

There was a commotion on Dennis’ end, but his voice sounded composed. “Hmm, I’m almost done.”

Then Marie heard the sound of a chair being pushed and exchanged greetings, with many people

attempting to persuade Dennis to have a few more drinks.

Marie walked to the front desk, checked Dennis’s private room number, and went upstairs. She took a

pair of black-rimmed glasses from her bag, put them on, tidied her hair, and instantaneously

transformed from a young girl into a formal secretary.

Marie knocked on the door, pushed it open, and immediately spotted Dennis in the midst of the crowd.

Standing next to him was a person who appeared to be a CEO, holding onto Dennis and saying, “Mr.

Whitney, that’s uncool of you! How can you give this collaboration case to the Terry family?”

Marie was taken aback. The Terry family? Was Dennis still collaborating with them? Wasn’t their

previous collaboration canceled?

She walked over to support him and said, “Mr. Whitney, Old Mr. Whitney wants you to come home

now.”

Dennis turned to look at her, hesitated for a moment, and said, “Okay.” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

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When the other men heard “Old Mr. Whitney,” they didn’t dare to delay and immediately bid

farewell to Dennis, allowing Marie to take him away.

Marie called a taxi and helped Dennis into the car, providing the address of the Glorious Estate

apartment to the driver. Dennis looked uncomfortable, leaning against the side and rubbing his

temples.

Upon arriving at Glorious Estate, Marie supported Dennis into the elevator. As soon as they entered the

elevator, Dennis leaned against her, causing Marie to almost lose her balance.

When the elevator reached the 25th floor, Marie took out the key, opened the door, and pushed

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Dennis inside. Just as she closed the door, Dennis pressed his body against her, blocking her at the

entrance, tightly embracing her and resting his entire head on her shoulder.

Marie patted him and said, “Dennis? Dennis?”

Dennis leaned on her, appearing somewhat unsteady. The warmth of his breath brushed against her

ear as he called out, “Marie.”

Marie recoiled slightly, unaccustomed to such intimacy, and pushed him away. “Let me help you to

your room.”

Dennis stood upright, holding onto her shoulders, his gaze fixed upon her. Every time he looked at her

like that, Marie felt flustered. His gaze was too penetrating.

“Tell me, Marie,” Dennis stared at her.

“What?” Marie didn’t understand.

Dennis raised his hand and traced her eyebrows and eyes. “Tell me, what secrets do you have?”

Marie averted her gaze, supporting him as she said, “You are drunk.”

Dennis’ steps were a bit unsteady, but he followed her into the bedroom. Marie helped him remove his

coat and shirt, assisting him in lying down on the bed. She went to the bathroom, fetched a wet towel,

and wiped his face. By the time she finished, Dennis had already fallen asleep.

As Marie stood up, preparing to leave, she noticed Dennis’s laptop and phone on the bedside table.

She remembered the conversation she overheard in the private room and hesitated.

Information about the Terry Group once again confronted her. It had been so long since she heard any

news about them.

Emory and Kate hadn’t found any evidence linking Wren to her death, so Wren remained the esteemed

Miss of the Terry family, Seth’s fiancée, and the future mistress of the Rodger Group.

Every time she thought about these things, her heart ached as if pierced by the bullet that had struck

Rose’s heart, piercing her soul as well.

Marie picked up the phone, which had a fingerprint lock. She hesitated for a moment before using

Dennis’s finger to unlock it.

A message from Cullen popped up, [I sent the information about the Terry Group to your email.]

Marie opened Dennis’s laptop, which had no password, and automatically accessed the logged-in

email account. She found Cullen’s email in the inbox.

The Terry Group was hosting a Christmas banquet next week and had invited Dennis to attend. They

explicitly expressed their desire to reconcile for the previous incident and strengthen the relationship

between the two families. The invitation, along with the time and location details, was

clearly stated.

The email remained silently in the inbox, but it exploded in Marie’s mind, shattering her

composure.

She closed the laptop, stood up to leave, but suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist!

Was Dennis awake?

Before she could turn around, she was pulled onto the bed. The man flipped over, his heavy body

covering hers, and his unwavering eyes locked onto her. “Tell me,” he demanded.

Marie avoided his gaze as she replied, “I have nothing to tell you.”

Dennis buried his head in her neck, his breath, tainted with alcohol, caressing her skin. In a deep,

low voice, he declared, “I will protect you, no matter what you want to do…'”

The man’s somewhat hoarse voice whispered in her ear, and tears uncontrollably streamed down

Marie’s face, landing on the pillow. She pushed Dennis away. “You’re drunk.”

Dennis looked up at her, nodding, “Yeah, I’m drunk.”

Marie suddenly felt a warm sensation on her lips, unlike the previous light touches. This time, he kissed

her with a strong sense of possession and dominance, engulfing her breath.