Malcolm went rigid, his face drained of color.
Watching him, Gordon grew anxious, a ruthless glint in his eyes.
He stepped forward and slapped Malcolm hard across the face.
Malcolm's head snapped sideways. His cheek reddened and swelled, but he didn't dare move.
Gordon bowed deeply to me. "Miss Fenwick, I've failed to raise my son properly. The Beckett family has wronged you. If you'll show us mercy and spare Beckett Group, you can punish him however you like. You won't hear a word of complaint from our family." Then he shoved Malcolm hard and barked, "Get on your knees and apologize to Miss Fenwick!"
Malcolm's legs gave way, and he fell to his knees.
His eyes were red, his voice thick with tears. "Claudia, I'm begging you. Spare me. Spare the Beckett family. I'll do anything you wan
