Chapter 160

Callen froze for a second, staring at Beckett in clear shock before shifting his gaze to Madeleine. "Maddy..." "Didn't get what I just said?" Beckett's voice was low, almost warning. Callen was clearly nervous, clenching his hands tightly, eyes flickering between the two of them, as if waiting for Madeleine to explain or deny something. Beckett just found him ridiculous. He had a comfortable life, had a kid too, and never really treated Madeleine like she mattered. Now he had the nerve to act like the heartbroken one. "Bro! You can't be with Madeleine—" Clinton started, visibly anxious. "I need your blessing now?" Beckett shot back coldly, clearly not here for a family reunion. "You're a bad guy!" Chris glared furiously at Clinton. Before Madeleine could stop him, Chris dashed forward and bit Clinton on the hand without a second thought. "You little bastard!" Clinton cursed, and raised his hand to strike. Beckett caught his wrist before he could. The grip tightened, and Clinton's face