The Beauty and the Brain

Chapter 221



Chapter 221

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She looked at Sabrina as if she was mocking her. She smiled helplessly and said, “Sabrina, you’re so

good at

pretending. It’s rare for me to misjudge you.”

Sabrina sneered and said, “Everyone knows how protective you are. If I fight with you like this from the

beginning, won’t I end up as miserable as Olive Spence? No. The Spence family protected Carly, but

she was

still driven abroad. I’m afraid I’ll be more miserable than her.”

“I can’t believe I’ve considered taking you for my own use.” Marie shook her head and continued, “But

now, you’ve already chosen a side for yourself, so don’t think about escaping unscathed!”

The coldness in her eyes was so scary that Sabrina felt Marie would use all kinds of means to deal

with

them.

Sabrina said boldly. “So what? You don’t have a place in the Spence family now. How can you protect

others? I’m just being sensible. Olive has the Spence family behind her and Mr. Spence. She even has

the young master of the Whitney family. If I don’t choose her, should I choose you? There’s nobody

behind you!”

Marie smiled helplessly and said, “It doesn’t matter. Sabrina, you should just stay by Olive’s side. We’ll

see how much benefit she will bring you.”

After waiting half an hour in the abandoned warehouse, Luca brought in the unconscious Olive and

threw her

on the floor. “What should we do?”

“Tie them up,” said Marie.

After Luca tied Olive up, Marie told Sabrina, “You can go now.”

Sabrina immediately got up and ran out of the warehouse. She did not care what would happen to

Olive next.

The most important thing was to protect herself.

When Olive woke up, she felt a sharp pain in her neck. She moved her wrists, which were already tied

up, and her clothes had changed. She raised her head and saw Marie dozing off in the chair in front of

her.

Hearing the noise, Marie looked up, yawned, and said, “Olive, you’re finally awake. You can sleep too

much,

right?”

“Marie! You bitch! What are you doing?” Olive glared at her as she spoke.

Marie smiled, stood up, and stretched. She remarked, “Olive, you’re wrong. It has been two hours since

I kidnapped you. You should be asking me what I’ve done to you.”

Olive’s face changed, and she said, “Marie! You vicious woman! What did you do to me?”

Marie shrugged, flipped through the phone in her hand, and said, “It’s nothing. I just asked my men to

strip you naked and take a few sets of photos. It’s just a sexy photoshoot. Moreover, didn’t you already

do this to Sasha? I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine.”

After Olive looked at the clothes she had on, she screamed and cursed, “Marie! You bitch! I’ll kill you!”

Squatting down, Marie grabbed Olive’s throat and sneered, “Kill me? Olive, you should be glad that I

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asked someone to take pictures of you and didn’t do anything further. Otherwise, the video should be

yours!”

“Did you post it online? Are you crazy, Marie?”

Olive screamed. She was now a popular actress, the most outstanding socialite from the Spence

family, and Kevin’s girlfriend. She was going to meet Kevin’s grandfather in a few days. When this

matter was settled, she would be the granddaughter-in-law of the Whitney family. This time, she would

be ruined by Marie and would

have nothing left.

She let go of Olive’s neck and patted her face. With a smile, Marie said, “Don’t worry. As long as you

don’t send Sasha’s photo out, your photo will always be on my computer. It will be safe, and no one

can see it.”

Olive breathed a sigh of relief and glared at her. “You’ve put in so much effort just to protect Sasha?

Don’t worry. I’ve already got the resources from Maris Entertainment and Sasha, the brands from

Iliana, and those

photos of Sasha. I didn’t even bother to look at them. Who wants to get involved with her? As for

Sabrina and Darwin, I don’t care about them. It’s Sabrina’s problem that she is not capable of guarding

men.”

With a smile, Marie said, “Your alliance of interests is really fragile. How can you part ways just like

that?”

Olive glanced at her sarcastically and said, “Isn’t it good that we each have our own interests? Do you

really

think we can live together for the rest of our lives?”

“So it’s also for profit that you deliberately want to marry Kevin?” asked Marie.

Olive smiled. “What else could I do? Kevin has a good appearance and family background, and I will

soon be

the granddaughter-in-law of the Whitney family. The Whitney family of New York is the one you will

never be

able to marry into!”

Marie chuckled and said, “That’s true. I really can’t be with someone like Kevin.”

Luca walked in and whispered in her ear, “It’s all taken care of.”

Marie nodded and threw a blade at Olive’s feet, saying, “Okay, it’s done. You can go now.”

As soon as they turned around and started to leave, Olive shouted, “Hey! How can I leave if you don’t

untie

me!” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Use that blade! When you cut the rope, that’s when you are going to leave!” Marie and Luca walked

out of the

warehouse without looking back.

Marie asked, “Did you delete all the photos?”

Luca nodded. ‘It’s a piece of cake. The photos are stored in her phone, and they’re not encrypted. I

deleted the source file and the copied files she sent. I hacked her computer remotely to help her format

it!”

Marie smiled and said, “Let’s go back.”

It took Olive two hours to cut the finger-thick rope on her wrist with that small blade, and her phone was

gone. She walked in that desolate place in high heels for another hour before she saw someone and

asked to borrow a phone to call a driver to pick her up.

When she returned to the office, she immediately called her assistant and asked them to send out all

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-prepared press releases. They would officially acquire Maris Entertainment following Monday at the

press

conference. The rumors on the internet that Marie was the illegitimate daughter of the Spence family

intensified. There were even rumors that her private life was extremely indecent, and she had an affair

with many investors and directors in the entertainment industry so that she could get the top resources

again and again.

Such rumors continued for a long time, but Marie did not make a sound. In the eyes of many netizens,

she had acquiesced to it and did not dare to appear in front of the media.

Olive was waiting for the press conference. At that time, she would ruin her sister’s reputation.

In the past few days, Olive had been either busy with this matter or coaxing Kevin to be happy. Now

that Kevin was convinced by her, he was determined to marry her.

To be honest, Kevin was handsome and worthy of her appearance. Coupled with his identity as the

youngest son of the Whitney family, Olive could not find a better man than him.

That was why she desperately tried to hook up with Kevin and played hard to get. This was why Kevin

was loyal to her.

Today, Kevin would take her back to meet his grandfather. As long as he agreed, Olive could even skip

the engagement party and get married directly.

Olive wore a long, pale dress that day, making her look gentle and virtuous. She walked into the living

room. arm in arm with Kevin and greeted Lincoln, “Hello, Old Mr. Whitney.”

Lincoln smiled and asked, “Olive, you’re here. How’s your family? Your grandfather left so quickly. I

missed him.”

With reddened eyes, Olive said, “Don’t worry, Old Mr. Whitney. Everything is fine at home. Don’t worry

too much about me.”

Seeing that Olive was about to cry, Kevin comforted her, “Okay, okay. You’ve been crying for a month

because of this. If you keep crying like this, your eyes will go bad.”

Olive nodded obediently. “Okay, I’ll listen to you. I won’t cry.”

Lincoln was satisfied to see the two of them getting along. However, since Olive used to be in the

entertainment industry, the Whitney family still minded the rumors.

While they were chatting, the housekeeper’s voice came from outside the door. “Hello, Mr. Whitney.”


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