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.

Had His mother already passed away?

That was impossible!

This couldn’t be true!

John shook his head, his face as white as a sheet, his heart pounding with emotion.

Alexandra must be kidding!

“Are you sad?”

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

you know who killed my sister?”

Alexandra paused for a moment and looked mockingly at John.

John didn’t say anything. He clenched his fists so tightly that his fingernails tore the flesh on both sides of his palms

into crescent-shaped slits, spilling blood.

He didn’t want to believe that his mother had died, let alone that his mother had been killed!

Damn it!

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

the sky.

He was furious!

Overwhelming rage!

There was a flash of surprise in Alexandra’s eyes, but it did not affect her hatred. She continued, “You also know

that you are angry. You also hate the murderer, and so do the Flaherty Family.”

“My father doted on my sister the most. He doted on her so much that even I couldn’t help being jealous. Do you

know how sad my father was when he learned of my sister’s death?”

“My father can’t wait to cut the murderer into pieces and grind his bones to ashes!”

John’s body trembled uncontrollably, and his face contorted into a sinister expression. He shouted, “All you need to

do is tell me who killed my mother!”

“Do you want to know?” Alexandra looked at him with an increasingly sarcastic expression,

“Tell me!”

The killing intent in John’s body had risen to its peak. The entire burial ground was buzzing as if his

anger

had shaken the souls of the deceased.

However, Alexandra’s next words shattered John’s will.

“The one who killed my sister is your father!”

What?

John was shocked again. The killing intent and hatred that’d accumulated to the peak of its power transformed into

shock and disbelief.

Was the murderer of his mother actually his father?

What was going on?

Alexandra seemed to have seen through his thoughts and said with a sneer, “You want to know the reason, and so

do we. But that damn man disappeared after killing my sister

“At that time, you were just born. My father 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 person’s blood was also flowing in your veins…

“My father originally planned to kill you, but seeing that you were just an infant, I felt sorry for you. So, before my

father made his move, I secretly brought you away. Coincidentally, I met a Daoist on the road, so I gave you to

him.”

“But for some reason, a few years later, my father suddenly found out that you are still alive…”

Alexandra didn’t continue.

There was no need to say more about that.

Because the answer was obvious.

After handing John over to the Daoist, Alexandra came back and told Warren that she’d already killed that bastard.

However, five years later, Warren unexpectedly learned that John was still alive and was in a welfare home in New

York.

Due to his identity, it wasn’t convenient for Warren to kill John himself, so he secretly pressured Ned Russell to set

fire in an attempt to kill John.

In fact…

At first, Warren had sent some masters, but he found out that an unknown monk had set a mysterious trap around

the nursing home. When the Heaven Realm and above martial artists approached that area, their internal energy

could not be used at all.

Those people who are below the heaven realm would disappear one by one.

It was because of that Warren found Ned and set up a fire.

He had thought that John had died in the fires, but who would have thought he would reappear in Houston after so

many years and in such a high-profile way?

Naturally, this would attract Warren’s attention.

This was the reason Alexandra didn’t want to tell the truth. She knew that the murderer was her

father.

John’s heart sank when he heard this. He smiled bitterly and said, “A son should pay his father’s debts, right? I have

this man’s blood in me, but I’m also his grandson. How can he be so cruel and

want to kill me?”

“Grandson?”

Alexandra sneered and said, “My father doesn’t like that damn man. When my sister was pregnant, she secretly

gave birth to you on the pretext of going out to experience the world.”

“At that time, my father didn’t know about it, and my sister only told me about it. So, in my father’s eyes, you are

an illegitimate child. How could he think you were his grandson?”

Alexandra’s expression became more and more mocking as she spoke.

“This is the answer you want. Now, are you satisfied?”