Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar Chapter 347

I was different from that man

Standing beside John, she looked at him with her beautiful eyes full of pity.

She had known everything from the teacher and arrived at Houston at once.

Seeing the expression on John’s face, she felt heartbroken.

John had always been a positive man, but a little giddy, which was not annoying, but had a unique charm.

He was not bad at all.

He always wore a cheeky smile in front of his sisters and often flirted with them.

But at this moment, his silence was totally different from usual.

John must be very sad.

Bertha’s heart also hurt.

She didn’t try to persuade him, but silently accompanied him.

If he hadn’t stood up or eaten anything, she wouldn’t leave nor eat.

However, the rain was getting heavier.

The wind was blowing more violently.

Bertha couldn’t hold the umbrella and threw it aside. She didn’t use the forceful shield to protect herself, allowing

the violent wind and rain to hit her. Her clothes had already been wet, and were tightly attached to her body.

Her perfect figure was outlined in the rain.

Ignoring the rain on the ground, she squatted down, with her arms around her knees and her head leaning on the

arm of John.

The rain hit her beautiful face, splashed into her eyes, and then slowly slid down.

She didn’t know how long had passed.

The coldness in her body was suddenly dispersed by a warm current.

When she opened her eyes, the rain had stopped.

In front of her was the smile of John, “Bertha, thank you.”

After the rain, the sky was blue and the sunshine became warm.

With cheeks puffed up slightly, she scolded, “Little bastard, if you dare to make me worry again, I’ll bite you!”

In the warm light, her two little white canine teeth glittered.

John picked her up, patted her buttocks and said, “You are such a fool. I’m fine and just want to spend more

time with my mother,”

As King of Horizon, how could he be easily knocked down?

Bertha pinched John hard and stared at him, “You bad boy!”

With a smile, John turned to look at his mother’s tombstone and said, “Mommy, look. Your future daughter-in-law is

so unruly, but you will definitely like her, won’t you?”

Normally, she would reply. “Who is your future wife? Shame on you!”

But at this moment, she didn’t say anything, but buried her head in his chest with a red face.

When she was shy, she had a different style.

They arrived at the gate of the cemetery.

Coincidentally, Alexandra came here to deliver the meal. Seeing that John finally came round, she breathed a sigh

of relief. Then she looked at the shy Bertha in his arms, with a meaningful look in her eyes.

John said, “Auntie, I’m sorry to make you worried these days.”

“That’s fine. But you are too stubborn!”

She rolled her eyes at him.

After thinking for a while, John asked, “Auntie, can you tell me his name?”

Alexandra was stunned.

She knew who he was.

Her mood was complicated.

So what if she told John? She didn’t know whether the man used his real name or a fake name, and her family had

searched him for a long time, but they still couldn’t find him. How could John find him?

Even if he did find him, what should he do? Would they hurt each other?

Alexandra would rather her family continue to look for her than let John get involved. It was a grudge

between them.

Seeing her hesitation, John smiled.

‘Don’t worry. I’m not as sensitive as you think. You just need to tell me his name.”

Alexandra stared at him seriously for a while and then sighed. She said, “His name is Americo Kurds.”

Americo Kurds!

This name was deeply engraved in his heart.

If he had the chance, he would like to ask Americo in person why he did such a cruel thing.

Since he was cruel, why didn’t Americo kill him?

“Tell Grandpa that I’m different from that man. When I find the answer one day, I’ll give him an explanation.. Please

take care of him.”

After saying that, John left with Bertha in his arms.

Looking at the thin figure, she was stunned for a long time. Suddenly, she turned to a forest nearby and said, “Dad,

did you hear that? He is different from that man.”

A sigh came from the forest.

Then an old man walked out.

It was Warren.

“I’m going to see your sister.”

Warren said in a complicated mood, and his expression became a little lonely. He slowly walked towards the

cemetery.

Alexandra followed him silently.

When they arrived at the tomb, they were both silent.

All of a sudden, a beam of light reflected from the side of the tomb attracted their attention. Warren walked

forward in confusion and picked up the thing. His face suddenly changed.

It was a token.

A token representing the supreme lord of US.

“Oracle token!”

Alexandra exclaimed, and then looked out of the cemetery. She said with a dry throat, “This is left by John?

He is King of Horizon!”

Warren’s body also trembled slightly.

A moment later, tears fell from the wrinkled corners of his eyes. He knelt down in front of the tomb and said.

sadly. “Did I really make a mistake these years?”

One was a ruthless executioner, and the other was the patron saint of US.

They were totally different!

If she was still alive, she would be very happy to see her son so promising!

Tears coursed down Warren’s cheeks.

After a long time, he got up and went home. He found a wood box and put the token into it. Then he put it back to

the tomb.

This token would no longer be used by Warren, because it was the best consolation for his dead daughter.