The Beauty and the Brain

Chapter 14

Chapter 14 Enduring Such a Humiliating Disgrace

When Dennis arrived at the cyber cafe, there weren’t many people outside, so in the quiet environment,

the shouts and curses of the hooligans were especially clear. They yelled, “What about the Spence

family’s young lady? Just wait, and you’ll see how tough we are!”

Upon hearing the name “Ms. Spence,” Dennis’s face changed. He had been so busy for so long that he

had forgotten that Marie still hadn’t called him.

Dennis and Cullen walked into the alley and saw four or five hooligans gathered in the corner. They

could vaguely make out a girl’s white sneakers and pink hoodie.

He strode over, grabbed a hooligan and flung him aside, only to see Marie fiercely biting one of the

men’s hands, like a ferocious tiger.

The blond-haired man shouted loudly, “Mind your own business! Or I’ll break your legs!”

Dennis said in a low voice, “Cullen, don’t kill him.”

Cullen charged forward, kicking the blond-haired man away with a powerful blow. The man crashed

into the wall, wailing in pain as he struggled to get up. With that one kick from Cullen, at

least one of his ribs had been broken.

Upon seeing Cullen’s combat prowess, the few hooligans were somewhat frightened. Moreover, when

Dennis approached them, his icy gaze seemed to be looking at a group of dead people.

“Get lost!” With just one word from Dennis, the hooligans surrounding Marie immediately dispersed.

Dennis walked over and saw another hooligan with his hand in Marie’s mouth, blood dripping from the

wound. The hooligan wanted to run, but couldn’t escape.

Dennis frowned and said, “Marie, let go.”

Marie seemed as if she hadn’t heard anything and still stubbornly refused to let go.

The girl clutched her collar tightly, her once cute bun now disheveled, her hair a mess. Her eyes were

fierce, like those of an angry wolf.

A hint of heartache slid through Dennis’ mind, as he still liked the girl who would smile while eating

seafood spaghetti.

Dennis crouched down, gently touched Marie’s little face, and softly said, “Marie, be a good girl and let

go.”

Marie blinked her eyes and slowly loosened her grip on Hooligan’s mouth. The moment he was free,

Hooligan immediately ran off, howling and wailing like a wild creature.

Marie had blood on the corner of her mouth, unsure if it was from the hooligan or her own. Dennis

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reached out and held her hand, only then realizing how tightly Marie was clenching it. He forcibly. pried

her fingers apart, revealing the bloodstains she had left on her own palm.

Dennis’s hand slipped around her legs and back, cradling her sideways. He whispered gently, “It’s

alright, Marie.”

Marie’s body finally relaxed a bit, slowly leaning into Dennis’s embrace.

Cullen caught up and asked, “Mr. Whitney, what about Rose?”

“Never mind, let’s go back.” Dennis, holding Marie, strode towards the car.

Cullen immediately drove back to the hotel, while Dennis tenderly carried Marie to their room all the

way. Cullen was quite surprised, as Dennis had never been this gentle with a girl before. Could this

young lady possibly become their future Mrs. Whitney?

Dennis placed Marie on the couch and said, “Cullen, call Gavin over.”

“Mr. Whitney, this is Las Vegas, and Dr. Hart…” Cullen was about to remind him that Gavin was in a

New York hospital.

“Yesterday, Gavin arrived in Las Vegas. Let’s have him come over,” said Dennis. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Cullen was about to make a phone call when the silent Marie suddenly grabbed Dennis’s clothes.

Bending down, Dennis asked, “What’s wrong, Marie? The doctor will be here soon.”

Marie shook her head and said, “No need for a doctor. Is there a first aid kit? I can handle it myself.”

Dennis said, “Marie, you’re hurt. Let the doctor check on you, please listen.”

He was surprised by his own gentleness and patience.

“No, really, I can handle it myself,” Marie insisted.

Dennis had no choice but to bring the first aid kit. Marie picked it up and said, “I’ll need to use your

bathroom for a bit.”

Then, limping, he headed towards the bathroom.

She took off her clothes, and the hooligans punched and kicked her, leaving bruises all over her body.

She didn’t know which one of them pulled out a knife and slashed her arm, and she was also slapped,

causing her face to become red and swollen.

Fortunately, my head wasn’t injured, but having my hair pulled caused some pain in my scalp.

She gritted her teeth as she combed her hair smoothly, then took out a bottle of ointment and applied it

to the bruises on her body. After that, she cleaned the wound on her arm with iodine and carefully

wrapped it with bandages, layer by layer.

Treating wounds was a trivial matter for her, as she had grown accustomed to tending to her own

injuries. When she was an assassin, there were never any doctors around, so even as Marié, she

refused to allow herself to become accustomed to a life of luxury and privilege.

Most importantly, she had to see the wounds on her own body with her own eyes, so she could

remember the immense humiliation she suffered today due to her weakness!

If it were Rose, those hooligans wouldn’t even be able to touch the hem of her clothes. But today, she

almost got beaten to death or humiliated by a few men!

She initially just wanted to see the Spence family rise to prominence, but since Mia and her daughter

were relentless in their pursuit, she would accompany them to the end. Everything she had suffered

today would be gradually reclaimed from them, bit by bit!