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.

the commotion,

bodyguards were clearly well-trained, not individuals to

bag, took a beating before collapsing to the ground,

head with his arms, looking like a

out cold, that

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

didn’t reach out to take

to the sales assistant, “Melt

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

into a pool, though the diamonds

destroyed on the spot. Bowing and scraping, he said, “Mr. Sinclair, the necklace was custom-made for fifty million. We’ll transfer the funds

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

small liberties could lead to great losses, a rule well understood by anyone who frequented the

kingpin of the commercial world, the one who held the power of life and death over the

would dare offend