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

not individuals to

bag, took a beating before collapsing to the

shielded his head with his arms, looking like a kicked cur.

out cold, that the bodyguards stopped their assault.

necklace to Lysander, “Mr. Sinclair, your

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

piercing gaze turned to the sales

assistant hurried over, took the

pool, though the diamonds around

upon hearing that Lysander’s necklace had been destroyed on the spot. Bowing and scraping, he said, “Mr. Sinclair,

dare shortchange Lysander? People in the mall were too

great losses, a rule well understood

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

would dare offend