Chapter 186

Madeleine felt strangely calm in Beckett's arms. Still, their earlier conversation—did he overhear what she said to Clinton? Did he misunderstand something? Inside the elevator, Clinton stared Beckett down, tension crackling in the air. "Madeleine was my ex. Aren't you afraid people will laugh if this gets out?" Clinton's tone was sharp, aiming to make Beckett lose face. Beckett let out a cold laugh. "You've got a fiancée, yet you're still pestering your brother's girlfriend. If anyone's trashing their reputation, it's you." Clinton's hands clenched into fists. "Everyone knows she used to be mine." "And what? Had bad eyesight, now it's fixed," Beckett shot back, his gaze chilling. Just as things looked ready to explode, Madeleine instinctively grabbed Beckett's arm, whispering, "I… I can see clearly now." Clinton's fists tightened even more, his face dark as thunder. She was clearly doing it on purpose… to get under his skin. "You only moved in on her to spite me. I dumped her, and you