The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 923

A bodyguard snatched the necklace from Bruce’s grasp, and with long strides, marched towards him.

Panic-stricken, Bruce kept backing up until his back hit the display counter, trapped with nowhere else to go.

The bodyguard grabbed Bruce by the collar and raised his fist.

Seeing the impending punch, Bruce’s pupils dilated with fear, and he pleaded, “Mr. Sinclair, please, have mercy! I swear I’ll never pick up anything of yours again… Agh!”

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Before Bruce could finish, the bodyguard’s fist came crashing down, striking him squarely in the eye.

Stars exploded before Bruce’s eyes as dizziness overwhelmed him. He hardly had a chance to recover before a barrage of punches and kicks followed.

Bruce’s screams echoed through the store.

The sales assistant, petrified, hid to the side, too scared to make a peep.

by quickly steered clear of the commotion, too frightened to even rubberneck.

to be

treated like a punching bag, took a beating before collapsing to

shielded his head with his arms,

lay motionless, knocked out cold, that the

necklace to Lysander,

not wanting to touch something soiled by Bruce, didn’t reach out to take it.

piercing gaze turned to the sales assistant, “Melt it down!”

chilling authority was not to be questioned. The assistant hurried over, took the necklace from the

millions, melted into a pool, though the diamonds around the cloud-shaped pendant

general manager arrived, upon hearing that Lysander’s necklace had been destroyed on the spot. Bowing and scraping, he said, “Mr. Sinclair, the necklace was custom-made for fifty million. We’ll transfer the funds to the Sinclair Group’s

mall were too eager to butter him up to even think about it.

great losses, a rule well

of the commercial world, the one who held

dare