The Beauty and the Brain

Chapter 196

Chapter 196

Dennis didn’t believe it. Even if the photos and information were in front of him, he still

wouldn’t believe it.

The trust Marie had for him and that tenderness in her gaze those were genuine. She was not a spy,

nor was she the childhood sweetheart Seth had sent to him.

“Dennis! Just think about what she’s good at. Which lady knows combat, shooting, and racing? She

could do those things because she had been trained since she was a child!

Besides, those men and women whose identities we can’t figure out, as well as the bodyguard, they

are all killers under the hands of Rodger Group’s Seth Rodgers! The information is clear, and there are

photos as proof. Stop lying to yourself!”

Clayton stood in the room, his tall figure shrouding Dennis, who was sitting on the

couch.

Dennis clutched the documents in his hand. He was strong, and the neat paper had

completely deformed. Clayton had never seen Dennis like this before. He seemed like a

beast, his eyes scarlet and his teeth gritted.

“I saw her go from an unfavored orphan and a hated chubby woman to the person she is today. If she

is Rose, then where is the original Marie Spence? How did she replace the original Marie Spence

without anyone noticing? Except for you, why didn’t anyone in the Spence family, including Old Mr.

Spence, question her identity? And why does she look exactly like a crazy person? Clayton, as long as

you solve these problems, I will

believe that she is Rose.” Dennis seemed to have used all his strength to finish his

sentence.

“Den, I don’t have to investigate. That face and these photos are enough proof for the people in King

Organization to execute her!” Clayton’s eyes shone sharply, with obvious.

murderous intent.

To them, Dennis was an indispensable brother and family member. Any threat to his

safety should be erased.

“Don’t you dare!” Dennis stood up abruptly and grabbed Clayton’s collar. His eyes were as cold as ice.

“Clayton, if you dare to touch her, don’t blame me for being angry with

you!”

“Dennis, if I don’t do anything to her, then I’ll just be waiting for the others to turn

against me.” Clayton looked at Dennis expressionlessly. “Dennis, wake up! Marie Spence is just a

killer!”

He didn’t understand why Dennis was unwilling to accept the fact that the truth was

right in front of him.

“She’s my fiancée!” Dennis stared at Clayton and said word by word, “In the future, she will still be my

wife. Would you condemn her to death with this ambiguous

information?”

Dennis raised his hand, and the mangled documents he was holding scattered in the air, drifting to the

floor like snowflakes.

Dennis looked into Clayton’s eyes and said, “Clayton, I’ll take care of my own business.

Don’t touch her. We’re still brothers.”

“Dennis!” Clayton shouted reluctantly.

“Okay! I don’t want to hear any more news. I still have the cooperation tomorrow, so you can go back

first.” Dennis turned around, looking like he was sending off the guest.

completely.

Cullen walked over and said respectfully, “Mr. Philemon, please leave.”

Clayton sighed helplessly and turned to leave the hotel. He closed the door with a bang, showing

Dennis how angry and disappointed he was now.

“Mr. Whitney…” Cullen walked over and wanted to say something. He couldn’t believe that things

would turn out like this.

“Get out.” With Dennis looking at him with such a cold face, Cullen could only leave. After all, the

matter of Marie was the most important thing in Dennis’ heart. No one else could say too much about

it.

New York, at a hospital.

Marie was still waiting at the entrance of the emergency room when the lights above suddenly went

out. She stood up abruptly and felt dizzy. She calmed down and ran to the door of the emergency

room.

As soon as Gavin walked out, she rushed over and asked, “How’s it going? How’s Grandpa?”

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Gavin sighed and said, “Marie, the last surgery was already very dangerous. I’ve told you that he can’t

be hurt anymore.”

“I know. It’s my fault. I didn’t take good care of Grandpa. How is he now?” Marie was so

anxious that she couldn’t wait to rush into the emergency room.

“He’s stable for now, but he’s still not completely out of danger. I’ve done my best, and

the rest is up to God,” Gavin said in a deep voice.

There was nothing more he could do as a doctor. To Marie, that basically meant a death

sentence for Asher.

Stunned, Marie watched the nurse push Asher into the intensive care unit, with all kinds. of instruments

inserted on him. The old man had suddenly become so weak, as if he was

held by the Grim Reaper.

Edward supported her and said, “Marie, Old Mr. Spence will be fine. He will be.”

She nodded her head absentmindedly and looked at the intensive care unit without blinking, looking

forward to seeing Asher wake up in the next second.

But she stayed here all night, and her grandfather showed no signs of waking up. Gavin

said that as long as Asher woke up, there was still hope.

Marie had already asked Edward to send the lawyer away. She had conceded defeat, and

it didn’t matter if she gave up all her shares. As long as Asher woke she would take good care of him

and would never give him any more stress.

Paris, France.

up,

Dennis went to negotiate the cooperation with his partner in the evening as agreed. At

the negotiation table, Cullen had never seen Dennis like this. He was like a full predator,

controlling every benefit and not giving up at all.

Cullen didn’t know whether Dennis wanted to successfully negotiate this cooperation and go back

early, or ruin it instead and go back late.

It was ten o’clock in the evening after the negotiation. Cullen drove Dennis back to the hotel. Dennis sat

in the back seat and looked out the window without saying a word.

Cullen didn’t dare to joke like he usually did. Dennis seemed to be taller, colder, and

more unapproachable than before.

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The place they lived in was not in the city center. As they left the city, the area became desolate. Cullen

sped up, but as he was making a turn, a van suddenly rushed out and hit

the back seat of Dennis’ car hard.

The impact launched the car far away. Cullen was wearing his seat belt and was almost suffocated by

the airbag. Dizzy from the crash, he turned around to ask, “Mr. Whitney, are you okay?”

Dennis was no longer in the back seat – he had lurched forward and was injured by the

collision. Crimson blood flowed down his forehead, and his vision was going dark. He got up and said,

“Cullen, hurry… Go!”

Cullen turned his head to look out the window. A few tall men rushed toward the car,

raised the iron pipe in their hands, violently smashed the glass, then opened the car door and dragged

Dennis out of the car.

Cullen wanted to get out of the car, but his seat belt was stuck. He shouted, “Mr.

Whitney! Mr. Whitney!”

Dennis was dragged by two people toward the van. A few men were also carrying iron pipes and guns

close by. Dennis barely opened his eyes that were covered in blood, glanced at Cullen, and mouthed,

“Go!”

Cullen struggled desperately. Finally, he unbuckled his seatbelt and ran out of the car, about to chase

Dennis. He shouted, “Mr. Whitney!”

The man with the gun turned around and fired. Dennis’ eyes widened. He struggled

violently, but he was hit hard on his neck with an iron pipe and fainted.

“Ah…” Marie sat up abruptly from the bed and got up in a cold sweat. She had just dreamed that

Dennis was shot. When she came back to her senses, she comforted herself that Dennis was just on a

business trip and would be fine.

It was just that when he left, he said that he would call her as soon as he landed. But now, there had

been no phone call or even a text message. It was inevitable for her to think nonsense.

She touched the diamond ring on her finger and took a deep breath. Dennis will be fine. He will be back

soon.

When she got out of bed, Jolie happened to walk in and said, “You’re awake so soon, Ms. Marie? You

stayed up all night last night, and Dr. Hart asked you to rest here.”

She shook her head and said, “I’m not tired. I’m going to see

Grandpa.”