The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel 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!"

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.

Shoppers passing by quickly steered clear of the commotion, too frightened to even rubberneck.

The black-clad bodyguards were clearly well-trained, not individuals to be trifled with. Nobody dared cross them.

Bruce, treated like a punching bag, took a beating before collapsing to the ground, still the bodyguards didn't relent.

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

It wasn't until he lay motionless, knocked out cold, that the bodyguards stopped their assault.

Turning away, a bodyguard handed the necklace to Lysander, "Mr. Sinclair, your property."

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

His piercing gaze turned to the sales assistant, "Melt it down!"