Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf novel Chapter 345

Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar Chapter 345

Are You Satisfied?

“Are you satisfied?”

Alexandra’s words were like a sharp sword stabbing into John’s heart.

The truth he had been searching for with great difficulty was so cruel.

John was in a terrible mood. He felt like a stone stuck in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

He did not know what he should do.

His father had killed his mother, and his grandfather was preparing to let him pay for it.

What sort of abnormal relationship was this?

Never in his wildest dreams would John have imagined that the truth would be like that.

“Aunt Alexandra, can I stay here and keep my mother company?” John looked pleadingly at

Alexandra.

This title, “aunt,” made Alexandra tremble violently.

She didn’t say anything nor nod or shake her head. She just silently turned around and left. She came to the gate of the cemetery in a daze.

How could she not be upset?

Her sister didn’t tell anyone else in the Flaherty Family about her pregnancy except Alexandra.

From her sister’s tone, Alexandra could tell that she was proud. It seemed that giving birth to that boy was the proudest thing in her life.

Alexandra was also considerate enough to keep her secret.

But who would have thought that what happened later would be such a heavy blow to her father?

The root of all this was that man.

That man deserved to die!

“Alexandra, where’s that bastard?”

Just as Alexandra was immersed in the pain of the past, a hoarse voice suddenly rang out in the

distance

A white-haired man with a face full of wrinkles walked over with a gloomy face.

It was Warren Flaherty,

the Great Guardian of the Central Martial Arts League,

The father of Alexandra.

Warren was only in his sixties but looked much older than that.

His hair had turned white overnight after he learned of his daughter’s death,

It was obvious how much pain he was feeling.

“Dad…”

Alexandra’s expression flickered as she saw Warren walk over. She wanted to say something but stopped on second thought.

“Damn it!”

Warren had seen John in the cemetery. He roared, “What right does that bastard have to enter the Flaherty Family’s cemetery? What right does he have to kneel in front of Aviana’s tomb?”

Warren’s expression turned malevolent as he wanted to charge into the cemetery and kill John

now.