Chapter 298

Out of respect, Beckett normally wouldn't pick up Madeleine's calls right away. But still, he couldn't help feeling jealous. He lay on the bed silently, acting like he didn't care. By the time Madeleine came out, her phone had almost died from Alex's nonstop calls. She glanced at her screen, shot a quick look at Beckett, then quietly stepped out of the bedroom to return the call. That did it. Beckett shot up from bed, totally ticked off. His wife was secretly calling another man—her ex, no less? That was crossing the line. Even his uncle wouldn't put up with that. So Beckett got out of bed and tiptoed to the door, pressing his ear against it. Once the big boss of Beach Group, now reduced to eavesdropping on his own wife. Life really came at you fast. In the study. Madeleine picked up the phone. "What is it?" she asked flatly. "Maddy… are you okay? Did you get hurt today? That guy, I already—" "Mr. Simpson, do you need something? Beckett's about to sleep, and these calls at this hour wi