Chapter 198

At the wedding, Beckett showed up with Madeleine, instantly stealing the spotlight in business circles. No way Stanton wouldn't hear about it. Right after the ceremony, his calls flooded in nonstop. Madeleine, holding Beckett's phone, looked uneasy. "Mr. Beach…" "Don't answer it," Beckett muttered, brows furrowed. Even though she was seriously worried, Madeleine did as told and ignored the call. She stayed distracted all the way back to the hotel. Stanton wasn't someone you wanted to piss off, not unless you liked disasters. If it were her in Beckett's shoes, she'd lie low for now, play along, maybe choose a politically useful marriage between the Merritts or the Hales—secure one alliance, then gradually take full control of the Beach Group. She had no doubt Beckett could pull it all off. Give it three years max, and the Beach Group would be his entirely. But he just had to pick now to go head-to-head with Stanton. Definitely not the smartest move. Still, it was Beckett's call. Madelei