Chapter 31

For all these years, no one had ever been willing to speak a word of justice for her, not even half a sentence. No matter how she struggled, screamed, or resisted, it was useless. Nobody would listen. She was like a withered and trampled flower, embedded in the mud, and she had already lost the strength to struggle. However, the words of Beckett, miraculously made her long-dead heart, throb a little. "Beckett... No, she wasn't conspiring with her mother Georgia at that time. It was later that she and Georgia schemed to... swindle my family's money." The unexpected attention from Beckett left Abigail tongue-tied and anxious. Beckett's presence was overwhelmingly heavy. Ignoring Abigail, Beckett directly approached Madeleine."Sofia is not here. I asked her to get me a glass of water. Is there a problem?" Clinton was stunned, looking at Beckett. There was nothing wrong with what Beckett said, but it was strange that Beckett was explaining for Madeleine. Such a thing was out of character f