Chapter 362

Beckett stood there, frozen. For a second, he seriously wondered if he was hallucinating. Was this really his soft, sweet Maddy throwing a punch? Caroline, on the other hand, just smiled like this was nothing new. "Beckett, sweetheart, Maddy had a bit too much to drink. Take her upstairs, will you?" Jenny was just as stunned, her angry gaze locked on Madeleine. "What gives you the right to hit me?" "You ruined…" Madeleine pointed straight at Beckett, fuming. "Mine!" Beckett almost lost it laughing—Maddy was drunk as a skunk, and luckily with him here, Jenny wouldn't dare strike back. "Beckett, you're just gonna let her get away with this?" Jenny barely finished her sentence when Madeleine swung her purse and smacked her right on the head. "You talk way too much." Jenny staggered back, eyes reddening with rage. "Madeleine!" "If you don't make her apologize right now, I swear I won't let this slide," she snapped, already reaching for her phone to call her mom. "What if she doesn't apolog