Chapter 162

Beckett's Home. Upon returning home, Beckett promptly shut his phone off. Even as Stanton was frantically making calls like a madman, he put himself on a selective hearing mode, pretending to not hear anything. What the eyes don't see the heart won't grieve over. "Mr. Beach..." Madeleine was hesitating to voice out her thoughts. "It's after hours now." Beckett pointed at his wristwatch. With her head lowered, Madeleine gathered up the courage to express her concern. "Beckett... Have you thought of an escape plan?" "Do you have any good ideas?" Beckett gave a light laugh. "You need to plan an exit strategy and prepare for the worst-case scenario. If Stanton gets desperate and reclaims the shares that should rightfully belong to you and gives them to Clinton..." Madeleine asked him to prepare for the worst. "Zhan’s Group, it is what it is today, because of me." Beckett had absolute confidence in himself. If Stanton didn’t believe him, he could give it a try. "As for the escape plan..." B