Chapter 109

Someone like Helen Reese, an old hand at the company, walked around with a sense of superiority, like she owned the place. She wasn't the type to get rattled over tiny things. If Madeleine wanted to get Helen on Beckett's side, she had to give her a good wake-up call—knock some of that pride down a notch. "So, when are you planning to use me?" Beckett asked, clearly remembering that Madeleine had asked about his peanut allergy. "Strike while the iron's hot... tomorrow…" Madeleine still seemed a bit nervous. "Don't worry, Mr. Beach. I'll have the anti-allergy meds ready ahead of time, promise you won't be in danger." Beckett chuckled lightly. "Alright, looking forward to your pledge of loyalty then." Madeleine lowered her head and nodded hard, like she was psyching herself up. "Come on, I'll show you around the company," Beckett said casually. Madeleine stared at him in disbelief. The boss was giving her a personal tour. This wasn't about getting familiar with the place—it was more like