Chapter 123

CEO's office. Madeleine glanced at the tiny desk that had been pushed into the corner, feeling awkward and out of place. "Mr. Beach, maybe I should just... uh... work outside? There's a nice spot out there." I mean, a CEO deserves some space. Her working in here just felt off. "What does 'personal assistant' mean to you?" Beckett set down the contract he was reviewing and asked casually. Madeleine immediately looked down, not daring to push him any further. "Coffee," Beckett said simply, motioning toward his cup. She quickly walked over, picked up the cup, and went to make his coffee. "Old Mr. Simpson won't give up custody of Chris that easily. He's just waiting for you to mess up," Beckett said in a tone that sounded almost careless. Madeleine paused near the door but didn't reply. "If you want, I can have Carl go with you to deal with Chris's registration," Beckett added coolly, not even lifting his eyes. Of course, he'd never said it out loud, but truth be told, he actually liked Ch