Chapter 135

"Come with me. Mr. Beach is seriously pissed," Carl sighed, signaling Madeleine to follow him. Madeleine quickly wiped her tears, trying to hold herself together, and kept her head down as she silently walked behind him. Just as they walked into the hotel, the same front desk clerk from last night spotted her and stormed over. "Hey! What's your deal? Running off last night—felt guilty or what?" She glanced at Madeleine's badge and sneered. "That ID's fake, right?" Madeleine stayed quiet, her eyes on the floor. Carl frowned and was just about to ask what was going on when Beckett stepped out of the elevator. The receptionist immediately perked up and greeted him with a fake sweet smile. "Mr. Beach, did you rest well last night?" Beckett's face was stone cold, but his eyes locked straight on Madeleine. Madeleine stood frozen, too scared to look up at him. He didn't acknowledge anyone else, walking right up to her. The closer he got, the more nervous Madeleine got. She instinctively took