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.

passing by quickly steered clear of the commotion,

clearly well-trained, not individuals to

bag, took a beating before collapsing to the ground, still

with his arms, looking

lay motionless, knocked out cold, that the bodyguards stopped their

away, a bodyguard handed the necklace to Lysander, “Mr. Sinclair, your

wanting to touch something soiled by Bruce, didn’t reach out to take it. How could he want something that Bruce had touched?

to the

chilling authority was not to be questioned. The assistant hurried over, took the necklace from the bodyguard, and tossed it into the

the diamonds around the cloud-shaped pendant glowed red-hot,

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

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

to great losses, a rule well understood by anyone

to Lysander, the kingpin of the commercial world, the one

would dare offend