Chapter 181

At the Rusty Spoon. Beckett had booked the table in advance, bringing Chris and Madeleine along for a quiet meal. What Madeleine didn't know was that, at that very moment, two men were at each other's throats in the Beach Group's lounge—all because of her. "Mr. Beach, it's been handled. Nathan got a good beating from James and landed in the hospital. He shouldn't be causing trouble anytime soon," Carl reported over the phone. Madeleine glanced nervously at Beckett, who had stepped aside to take a call. Her gut was churning—something felt off. "This place looks fancy, Mom," Chris whispered, eyes wide with curiosity. Madeleine smiled gently at him. "Chris, if you study hard and grow strong, maybe one day, when you have your own money, you can treat… Uncle Beckett to a meal here. What do you think?" Chris blinked, then quietly corrected, "He's my dad…" She quickly looked around and lowered her voice. "Chris, Uncle Beckett's just being polite. You can't take it seriously. He... he's going