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.

steered clear of the commotion,

well-trained, not individuals to be trifled with. Nobody

bag, took a beating before collapsing to

with his arms, looking

he lay motionless, knocked out cold, that the bodyguards

handed the necklace to

didn’t reach out to take it. How could he want something that Bruce had touched?

gaze turned to the sales

assistant hurried over, took the necklace from the bodyguard, and tossed it into the

pool, though the diamonds around the cloud-shaped pendant glowed red-hot, retaining

after, the store’s 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 account

dare shortchange Lysander? People in the mall were too eager to butter him

a rule well

the one who held the power of life and death over the entire business

would dare