Chapter 126

Abigail's eyes turned red, and she clung tightly to Clinton's shirt. "Clinton... I'm not apologizing. Why should I apologize to her? What makes her worthy of my apology?" Clinton looked frustrated. He knew Beckett too well—when someone as stubborn as Beckett made up his mind, even Stanton might not be able to change it, let alone him. Glancing at Madeleine, Clinton silently hoped she'd say something to end this whole mess. After all, Madeleine did owe Abigail a lot—debts that probably wouldn't ever be paid off in this lifetime. Madeleine stood behind Beckett, head down. "Why are you staring at her? Look at your girlfriend," Beckett stepped forward slightly, blocking Clinton's view completely. Madeleine felt the man in front of her towering and solid, like an anchor in a storm. Just that made her heart calm down a bit. "Madeleine, why should I say sorry to you?" Abigail's voice was sharp and eyes wet with rage and humiliation. With Beckett there, Clinton couldn't protect her anymore, an