Chapter 59

Private Room. Beckett pushed the door open, stepping in with a gloomy expression. Several bosses were so drunk they were in their own world, each holding a beauty in their arms, with company beside them, a lavish atmosphere. Beckett slightly furrowed his brows, coldly scanning the scene, but didn't find Madeleine. Secretly, he heaved a sigh of relief. "Which one of you is Ava?" Carl asked. The few bosses were too drunk to hear Carl's words. Carl directly switched on the lights and turned off the sound system, speaking in a deep voice. "Who is Ava?" As Beckett’s assistant, Carl, naturally, held more pride than common assistants - he had the capital to be arrogant. Several bosses looked at Carl with displeasure. "Who are you..." Someone recognized Beckett’s appearance, abruptly standing up in a daze, as if drunken hallucination. "Mr... Mr. Beach?" Ava also stood up in shock. "Mr. Beach?" How could women from the night scene like them not know Beckett? They were clear about the appearance