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

That was impossible!

This couldn’t be true!

face as white as a sheet,

Alexandra must be kidding!

“Are you sad?”

look at John. Seeing him in a daze, she mocked, “Do you

moment and looked mockingly at

so tightly that his fingernails tore the flesh

want to believe that his mother had died,

Damn it!

surged from John’s body like a sharp sword that’d condensed countless dark resentments,

He was furious!

Overwhelming rage!

in Alexandra’s eyes, but it did not affect her hatred. She continued, “You

that even I couldn’t help being

to cut the murderer into pieces and

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

to know?” Alexandra looked at

“Tell me!”

risen to its peak. The entire burial ground

anger

shaken the souls of the

Alexandra’s next words shattered

my

What?

and hatred that’d accumulated to the peak of

the murderer of his mother actually

What was going on?

want to

the murderer was missing. When he saw you, he felt sick because that person’s blood

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