Chapter 125
Madeleine's back tightened, turning her head to look at Beckett.
To hear such a manner of scolding from Beckett, without profanity, was quite a shock.
And moreover... It was her first time witnessing Beckett's roguish side, so cool that she couldn't shift her gaze.
The fixed impression Beckett gave was of a domineering CEO, aloof, mature, steadfast, and high above, detached from earthly matters, appearing like an untouchable existence.
But now, Madeleine had, for the first time, that feeling... like someone was backing her up.
It felt as if... her deity was right behind her.
Clinton's hand tightened, lowering his voice to speak. "Brother, this is my family matter."
"What a coincidence, it's also my family matter." Beckett straightened up, glancing at Abigail. "The lack of twenty years of education is not important, a good conscience is in the bones. Any normal person should know that this is a company, a place for work, not your home to act recklessly."
The oppressive aura of Beckett w

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