The Beauty and the Brain by Natalie Jones novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213 

He didn’t do anything other than sleep with his fiancée in his arms. 

In the ward, Marie obediently took her medicine. Looking at Gavin’s darkened expression, she asked cautiously, “Gavin, are you angry again?” 

Gavin roared, “How dare you ask me that! Both of you are pissing me off! I’m so angry that my head hurts!” 

“Please don’t be angry. I’ll sleep alone tonight,” Marie replied. 

Hearing that, Gavin bellowed, “Do you even get the main point? I’ve had enough of your public display of affection! I’m so done!” 

Marie cowered. “It’s over now.” 

As Marie sat down obediently, Gavin suddenly asked, “Marie, do you know that Dennis hasn’t seen Clayton for three days?” 

Stunned, Marie lowered her head and said, “I don’t know.” 

Gavin sighed and added, “It’s true that Clayton was reckless this time, but Dennis saved his life. They are best friends who have a bond that goes beyond ordinary friendships. I hope you won’t hold any grudges against him.” 

Hearing that, Marie nodded and didn’t say anything. Gavin knew that if he continued to say anything, he would make her even more sad. After all, when she was risking her life for Dennis, Clayton was still thinking about how to finish her off. 

Then, Gavin walked out of the ward, and Marie looked up at the sky outside the window. It was a sunny day, and she decided to go out for a walk. 

Although Marie wanted to change her clothes, all she had were the vest and pants she took off, which had been washed and returned to her. After changing, Marie picked a coat from the base and wore it over her outfit. Finally, she put on ankle boots and walked out. 

She hadn’t properly enjoyed the sunshine for many days, so she leisurely strolled until she reached the shooting range. Several new recruits were practicing shooting, and Marie stood on the side, watching with great interest. 

The new recruits noticed Marie. In fact, it was hard not to notice her. The girl was dressed simply in black pants and an oversized coat that appeared to belong to someone else. The loose fit of the coat accentuated her petite and delicate figure. She was bare-faced. With her hair draping down her back, she looked beautiful and somewhat alluring. 

Seeing that the new recruits were absent-minded, the instructor looked aside and shouted at Marie, “This is the shooting range! No outsiders allowed!” 

With a smile, Marie walked over and asked, “Can I practice with them?” 

The instructor looked at her small figure and said, “The gun at the base has been modified. You won’t be to handle them.” 

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Hearing that, Marie tilted her head to look at the guns in their hands and said, “I haven’t even tried. How can you be so sure that I can’t handle them? Let me give it a try. I’m a sharpshooter, you know!” 

When the trainer heard that, he became interested and shouted at the group of new recruits, “Hey! This girl 

said she is a sharpshooter and wants to compete with you all!” 

The new recruits waved their hands and yelled, “Bring it on!” 

Marie walked over and took hold of a gun. She aimed at the target, took a moment to align her sights, and 

fired a shot that hit the fourth ring. The result was rather disappointing and far from impressive. 

The new recruits and the instructor all laughed. “Is this what you call a sharpshooter? We can shoot better 

than her!” 

Marie didn’t get upset either. She had been injured, and the modified gun was unfamiliar to her. It was just a 

matter of not adapting immediately. 

She adjusted herself, aimed at the target once again, and fired a shot that hit the ninth ring. 

The new recruits looked stunned for a moment and shouted, “It must be luck! It’s just luck!” 

Another shot rang out, hitting the tenth ring. 

Before the new recruits could react, three consecutive shots were fired, all hitting the tenth ring. 

Marie dropped the pistol and smiled triumphantly, saying, “Is this still luck? I’ve told you, I’m a sharpshooter!” 

The new recruits and the instructor looked at Marie as if they had seen an alien. They gathered around her, observing closely. The girl appeared delicate and fragile, but they were astonished to discover just how 

skilled she truly was. 

Marie was not reserved either. She engaged in conversation with everyone, quickly forming a bond with them. 

She even took the time to teach them how to handle a gun, how to maintain stability, and how to aim 

properly. 

When Clayton arrived at the shooting range, he noticed that it was much livelier than usual. He furrowed his brows and looked at the commotion inside, asking, “What’s going on over there?” 

One of his subordinates hurriedly went to investigate and returned, saying, “Ms. Spence is over there. I heard 

everyone saying something about her being a sharpshooter.” 

Clayton frowned. Why is Marie here at the shooting range instead of resting? 

Clayton walked over and saw Marie surrounded by people. Some were asking her about aiming techniques; others were curious where she had trained to become so skilled. There were even those who asked if she was 

a mercenary. 

At times, Marie obediently answered their questions, and at other times, she playfully bantered with them, as if she had instantly become acquainted with everyone. 

Upon seeing Clayton approaching, everyone immediately fell silent and returned to their respective positions, focusing on studying firearms and shooting with utmost seriousness. No one dared to make a fuss 

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Clayton approached and looked at Marie, asking, “What are you doing here?” 

Marie smiled and replied, “The weather is nice; I’m just taking a walk.” 

“So you came to the shooting range for that? A sharpshooter?” Clayton asked, 

With a smile, Marie looked straight into Clayton’s eyes and replied, “Yes, I am the renowned Rose, Is it so 

strange that I’m a sharpshooter?” 

When Clayton heard that, he was taken aback. He had assumed that with the protection of Dennis, Marie 

would stay quietly with him, and no one would dare question her identity. He never expected that she would 

directly confront him and not feel the need to explain anything. 

Surprisingly, Marie ran up to Clayton and openly admitted that she was Rose. 

Looking at Clayton, Marie said, “I’ve heard that the person in charge of King Organization is very skilled. How 

about we have a shooting competition? Best of five rounds.” 

Without realizing it, Clayton nodded and agreed, “Sure.” 

His subordinate brought two guns for them, and everyone gathered around to watch the competition between 

their revered boss and Marie, who had just showcased her sharpshooting skills. They were all curious about 

who would emerge victorious. 

Clayton and Marie took their positions, lifted their guns, aimed, and simultaneously fired their shots. 

All five shots by Clayton hit the tenth ring. 

The new recruits cheered as if they themselves had achieved victory. In their hearts, Clayton was the