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, too frightened

black-clad bodyguards were clearly well-trained, not individuals to be trifled

beating before collapsing to the ground, still the bodyguards didn’t relent.

head with his arms,

knocked out cold, that the bodyguards

a bodyguard handed the necklace to Lysander,

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

the sales assistant, “Melt

questioned. The assistant hurried over, took the necklace from the

a pool, though the diamonds around the

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 immediately.”

too eager

rule well understood by anyone who frequented the marketplace.

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

would dare offend him?