Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar Chapter 344

The Truth

In the Flaherty Family cemetery.

The stone tombs were arranged in an orderly manner, and all belonged to deceased members of the Flaherty family.

Only those who were lineal could be buried in this cemetery. Relatives of the Flaherty family were not allowed to be buried here unless they had made great contributions.

Among them was a stone tomb with an inscription on it that said, “From the very beginning, this man didn’t pass his exam three times; later, while practicing martial arts, the hilt slipped, and his little finger was accidentally broken; later, he studied medicine and finally made some achievements and created a good prescription by himself. But after taking it, he died.”

John couldn’t help but laugh when he saw this. This elder of the Flaherty family was quite talented, being able to prescribe drugs to kill himself. He deserved to be remembered.

However, he did not understand why Alexandra had brought him here.

Alexandra didn’t say a word and strode in front of John. She didn’t care if he had caught up, leaving only her back to him.

Alexandra didn’t stop until she arrived in front of the most smooth stone tombstone. She stared blankly at the stone tomb.

Compared to the other tombstones, this stone tomb was clearly the newest. It shouldn’t exceed twenty to thirty years.

There were a few big words carved on the stone tablet. Tomb of the beloved daughter, Aviana

Flaherty!

John seemed to realize something. He was amused by the inscription on that tomb just now, but nervousness and unease seized him at that moment.

He did not wish for his guess to come true.

However, the ominous premonition in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and he was about to suffocate.

Alexandra stared at the tomb with a complicated look in her eyes. She didn’t turn back to John. “Aviana is my sister and your mother,” she said softly.

Boom!

Such a casual sentence was like a bolt of lightning from the blue, striking straight at John.

mother already

That was impossible!

This couldn’t be true!

face as white as a sheet, his

Alexandra must be kidding!

“Are you sad?”

It was only now that she turned to look at John. Seeing him in a daze, she mocked, “Do

moment and

his fingernails tore the flesh on both sides of his palms into crescent-shaped slits, spilling

mother had died, let alone that his mother had been

Damn it!

sword that’d condensed countless dark resentments,

He was furious!

Overwhelming rage!

affect her hatred. She continued, “You also know

much that even I couldn’t help being jealous. Do you know how sad my father was when

the murderer into

uncontrollably, and his face contorted into a sinister expression. He shouted, “All you need to do is tell me who killed

want to know?” Alexandra looked at him with an increasingly sarcastic

“Tell me!”

had risen to its peak.

anger

shaken the souls of the

next words shattered John’s

who killed my

What?

again. The killing intent and hatred that’d accumulated to the

murderer of his

What was going on?

“You want to know the reason, and so

couldn’t accept the fact that his daughter had passed away and the murderer was missing. When he saw you, he felt sick because that

sorry for you. So, before my father made his move, I secretly brought you away. Coincidentally,