Chapter 42

Madeleine looked up at Beckett and took a while to speak. "Mr. Beach, this is meaningless…" If she mentioned Abigail and drew Abigail into this, she would only face reckless harm from Clinton and the Landry family. All she wanted was to protect herself. She was not like Beckett, born superior and powerful. Beckett frowned. "If you allow people to bully you and don't know how to fight back, any harm you suffer is self-inflicted." Beckett's voice was cold, making her somewhat afraid. He was not a good man in the traditional sense, but he had indeed saved her many times. She was grateful to him but also knew she couldn't hope for him to understand her. "Mr. Beach, let's make a bet." Madeleine's voice was hoarse, but her eyes were burning. Beckett looked at her with a meaningful gaze. "What's the bet?" "Even if I confess, Abigail wouldn't be affected at all." Madeleine let out a bitter smile. But if she did this, Clinton and Matthew wouldn't let her off the hook. She could already imagine